Fairy-tales are full of princesses, (all dressed in pink from their heads to their toe) princesses with faces like hers or maybe even less so.
There full of princes and white knights coming to the rescue and sweeping the damsel up in his arms or waking up the slumbering princess with a single kiss, but one thing he has most of are monsters.
Monsters with sharp teeth and red eyes, monsters like me with fur prickling on my back but in the many tales of good times, jolly little men and happily ever afters when will it be the time for the monster (with his fangs and fur) to have a happy ending?
When will it be mine?
Maybe with her (her who I should hate with every last bit of me but instead love) it might turn into a fairy-tale but with a horror story and happily ever after mixed together, maybe.