I don't know where it began. I can't tell you a specific age or year. All I know is that from a young age I had yearned for a Prince Charming. It started with primary school. When bullies would pick on me and I would gaze around the playground helplessly, hoping my crush would push the bully away and save me. Then secondary school, where the love of my life would make me feel beautiful and all my insecurities would disappear and then college where my hero would swoop in and save me from all the fuckboys in the area so I would never have to tweet "men are trash". Now here I am aged 20. And you would think I would have outgrown this complex but no. I am still awaiting my Prince Charming to save me from myself. Now let me warn you. This isn't a regular love story. This is just a real ass story from a real ass girl on this journey of self discovery.
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A bitch is back. I'm sure y'all are tired of me starting and ditching stories. But I'm just dropping this prologue cos I want some feedback. Do you guys want me to continue this or are you guys like nahhh sis I'm tired of you. Let me know.
