I am a collage of complex contrasting standards and desires.
I am a dreamer searching for true love, a glorious ball gown on Prom night, the dance of royalty, and the wild, epic love story of my dreams.
I am a realist campaigning to conquer my school and rule as a queen should with no man, all my romantic castoffs doing my bidding without hesitation, following the word of Queen Britney I.
I am conflicted. Ruling solo over a small kingdom may equal eternal loneliness, but isn’t it safer than risking losing myself in a wild romance?