then we grow up and people tell us that awful secret, the naked truth: fairy
tales do not have any binding with reality, there's no happy ending.
well, yeah, sort of drama this way, but let's overact.
Thus, Prince Charming coming and saving us, the one that let us live the love
story of our lifetime, the big one, is just like Santa Claus: an illusion.
The greatest illusion.
Not even Houdini could do it better.
Let's face it, friends, but we need to cheer us up: the right one is out
there, somewhere, among 8 billion people there should be that asshole which is
the missing side of our soul, shouldn't it?
Our Fairy Tale Prince Charming.

