Wake up girl, you’re an adult now and childhood dreams are a waste of time, put on the suit and load the rocks in your backpack that it’s time to grow up. Make dust of your wishes and sell your soul for a little green that to live from happiness doesn’t bring profit. 

So girl, kill that bullshit that you have in your mind that made you believe that with sparkles and ideals you’ll get anywhere in life because that’s for fools, and you’re an adult now. You are to whom you answer, so stand up straight that it’s time to march to the sound of the heels and shoes, put on the dead eyes look and listen to the clock that guides you until Friday. 

Because girl we are no longer children, we are no holiday, nor are we stories, now we are after the: “They lived happily ever after” and you have to start to bleed a little if you want to stay around.

TA.