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Internet Fairytales I

'So It Begins...'

 

once upon a time

there was a girl

who always ran around in circles

figuratively, of course

not literally, because if she was literally always running in circles, she'd pretty soon be dead

but that's neither here nor there. back to the girl

she had no idea that she did this

but everyone around and about

was painfully aware of her issues

she was convinced that she was always coming up with new and exciting ideas

when really she just spent all her time recycling her own idiocy

and she became increasingly irate as all the things that she kept around

even though she would never admit that she intentionally kept them around

started to seem wrong

or used

or just completely foreign

until a magic prince

with a magic want

who totally dug the fact that this chick was entirely self obsessed and weird

and pretty much certifiable

snuck in the middle of the night

and robbed the ***** blind

however

because the guy took all her worthless

pointless

and in the end

meaningless baggage away with him

she replaced her former obsessions with stalking him

and he became her magic want

which he severely regretted soon enough

because with her circular habits

her stalking efforts were not unlike being relentlessly pursued

by a small

angry

but not entirely unaffectionate

chihuahua

he fully intended for her to stalk him from the beginning

but unfortunately

as he had been raised in a pseudo-feministic

yet highly romanticized society

he was under the false impression that once this chick started pursuing him

she would give in to her basest wants

and deep seated but repressed desires

that every girl has but doesn't admit

to ending up with a magic prince

he was wrong

there

was

no

fairytale

and once she caught up with him

the relationship that ensued

became a vicious cycle of marriage, divorce, and remarriage

because he had been ****** in

to her circularity.

the end

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