This Girl

I live a life of fairy tales. Dreaming dreams that should come true. I suppose it isn't completely made of fairy tales because sadly I am aware that not all dreams come true. To call it high expectations would be a mistake. I like to call it an extreme interpretation of life as I see it. I want all of the things I cannot have. To be a good judge of character. To have true friends. To live a life that disney movies would be jealous of.
In my world I expect very little from people. In "reality" I find myself disappointed too frequently. Standing still in a spinning room is harder than it sounds. The world hectic around me I try to grab people from inside the chaos and bring them into my lair of serenity. Disappointment is what happens when I realize that they were actually happy inside the spin cycle.
Always learning the hard way. Preferably this awakening would only have to happen once. If only my memory were less of a wreck. I would remember to look for the qualities in people that leave me in the position I am now.
As if friendship weren't hard enough. Who would have know that the older we get the harder it is to make true friends.
Let us drink to lessons learned.