Since I feel oh-so-emo now, I shall post about the things I have obsessions with. It's also the 'places' where I take refuge. I'm sorry if this post is boring. I just ain't perfect. And I never will aim to be. First up: Fairytales Fairytales are one of the most mysterious things that I admire. Why were they even made, when they are opposites of reality? Ever thought why they always have happy endings? Some of us still fall in love with fairytales I'm one of them. To some of you, fairytales are stupid. But I like it's innocence, purity, and peacefulness... When I feel down, I look at fairytales, and I know that there's always a happy ending. I can keep my head up like that. Cos I know there's a happy ending. Reality otherwise, you just don't know where it goes. So when I read a fairytale, I have an assurance... I feel at ease. I feel safe and comfortable. I never realised fairytales were my secret...