|“Pretty Little Things” by guess who|
I mean, I’ve been telling the truth since I was 7. I’ll never forget the time I casually mentioned to some family friends that Santa Claus wasn’t real. The dirty look via rear-view mirror I got from their mother was something. BTW, a belated “fuck you” to you, lady. I’m sorry your dumb kids hadn’t figured it out by then.
Listen, I understand it’s fun to believe in the supernatural. When I was young, I used to make up stories about fairies –and more importantly what they were wearing!!!– to pass the time while traveling in the car. I still like fairies. I like the idea of them. I like fairy art. But fairies do not exist. And, believe me, no one is more butthurt about this than I. But unless someone can actually catch one in a jar (they are small), I will remain sure they are not real.
Also, some interesting thoughts on the royal wedding and gender here.
P.S. Unicorns are real.