I am a princess.
I wonder what will happen if I touch a spindle.
I hear people saying I'm beautiful.
I see a lot of dresses.
I want to know what's out there.
I am an only child.
I pretend I'm from Europe/Russia.
I feel something for a guy.
I touch his lips with mine.
I worry how my parents
I cry when i think of my parents.
I am somewhat a brat.
I understand my dad's anger towards me.
I say 'i love you' back to him.
I dream to have my prince and get married.
I try to help Meryl.
I hope he loves me as well.
I am a happy girl with my wonderful prince.
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