in ten years

listen...in ten years this is what will have happened. i will have been studying film in london and long graduated. my screenplays will be in high fucking demand. i get invited to a lunch thing, i dont know who is attending. i arrive, the scene is fairly bland. one person looks at me from across the room, i caught their eye [im hot so obviously i did]. we talk. we laugh. shit is going great. we are together for a few years and i get the sneaky suspicion that they are hiding something from me. i still haven't met the parents. we fight. they tell me the truth. the are royalty. we get married. im a princess. im living my barbie dreams. im rich. people bow in my presence. but their parents find this post buried deep in the internet. we fight. its worse this time. the parents want me gone. they wake up one day, i have vanished with all their cash. im in south america, laying low. i meet loads of hot people. im a divorced, wanted, rich, ex-princesses. life is good. and i havent even hit thirty yet.