broken promises

I guess I will never have my fairytale story after all. should have listened to my ex when he said all those fairytale love stories didn't exist. that I would never find myself a prince charming to my horrible repeated fuck up relationships. it's more of like I live in all these villain stories where I get nothing but step on and toss around like a rag doll. as much as I wish to resemble my story to Cinderella, I can't because in my stories, Prince Charming doesn't rescue me from the evil that lies around me. the wanna be prince charming in my story is more like gastone from Belle. Everyone likes him and looks up to him. he knows how to perceive everyone to his liking and will. But unlike Belle, I give in to his charm, and all these promises made is only for me to fall. so he can break me and stomp on me. he becomes a beast with the only desire to destroy me in any way possible. leading to just a villain or a black sheep among the crowd with just lies and broken promises.