Disney makes it seem so easy

I wish I was a Disney princess sometimes. Okay, not just some times. An awful lot of the time. I mean, they're so beautiful, smart, rich. They can talk to animals, sometimes animals even design clothes for them, and whatever trouble they face, they always fight back with perfect hair. But the main reason why I'm envious of these magical, fictional perfect people? They bag their prince charming so easily.
 Me on the other hand? Well, they're aren't many princes where I live that I know of, not even many friendly dwarves. Also I'm not entirely sure if I want a prince anymore. The truth is, despite being incredibly jealous of every single Disney princess, I didn't want to be them in the scenario featuring the infamOus 'true loves first kiss', I wanted to be the one kissing the princess.
 I remember when I was about 7 years old, I asked my mum why the princess always marred a royal boy she doesn't even know very well. I asked her why sleeping beauty couldn't just marry snow white? To me, it seemed the perfect solution. And far more comprehensible than a princess marrying a rich man she hardly knew was the idea of two friends, two princess friends, being together forever. My mother of course told me that it was the way things were. She told me when I was older I would understand. That girls marry boys because they love each other, and girls are just friends with each other.
 But now I'm almost 15, and I still don't quite understand. I hope we all get our happy ever after but what if y prince charming turns out to be a girl?
  Theres this girl. Obviously, why would I talk so much if there wasn't someone who it all related to? I want her to love me. To take me down the stairwell and lift me on to her white horse to ride into the sunset. To give me the kiss of life and then spend the rest of our lives together.
 But life, real life, is not a fairy tale. And she already has her prince.