dear walt disney,

so it is dinner time after two days of plasticine overnight guests and he wants to watch, 'walk down disney memory lane' with dinner... i am like, can we rpg the dipshits in mickey suits? but i go along with it cus he sez, "It reminds me of my childhood"... so i say oh, well then lets by all means watch it! (i meant it, i wasnt being a sarcastic bitch like i am so good at...) it turns out to be all the goddamn snow white/ cinderella/ someday my prince will come/ love songs of all the disney movies ever made!!! well damn if i didnt get those damn sentimental strings strummed... but god it is so good to have my head screwed on straight to long for that which is to be, not what will never be.... thanks walt... for giving a little girl a dream of a prince... because he will come...soon...