Prince WHO?

I never understood how ordinary life can be. The story book romance and fairy tales never exist. We girls grow up to be women thinking and hoping that we always choose that perfect guy. Unbeknownst to us, it does not exist. That peevishly handsome stranger that saves the day, the best guy friend that turns out to be our lover, the gentlemen that rescue us from ourselves, will never be. We are ordinary. I had hoped that it would happen to me, dreamed it every night and after years of marriage I still dream it to be. But hello, girls, wake the fuck up….For most of us, it’s the guy we met on the corner, at the bar, grocery store, friends house, blind date or the internet. We don’t need to be saved, haven’t been best friends since first grade, and we’re already great people. So, why do the story books do this to us? Give us false dreams and tell us to hold on to them so that when we never find him or it, we settle or take the first one that looks good. It’s always the women who didn’t hold on to that dream that end up with Mr. McDreamy….Well, I vote we get rid of Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty. Don’t pick up any more romance novels. How would our young girls fain then? Will they go through life with out heart ach? Will they end up with the guy of their dreams if their not dreaming of perfection that does not exist? How would this change our young girls?????