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Well, first off I'm not a redhead. I know that's kind of a minor detail. But no one's hair is naturally THAT red, and do you know how hard it is to dye your hair in the middle of the fucking sea? Excuse my language. I don't want this to be like that. I just think about it and get so mad. I mean it wasn't all roses on land. In the real story, that sea witch made it so that every step I took felt like walking on glass. WALKING ON GLASS. That girl in the movie is running around like it was her job. You know how much running I did on land? NONE. BECAUSE IT WOULD FEEL LIKE I WAS RUNNING ON GLASS. I was like, a day away from buying a hoverround. But I actually didn't end up having a lot of time. I was told that the only way for me to live was to kill the prince. But I couldn't, because I loved him. Actually, correction: because I was 16 and I "looooved" him. Long story short, he married some other broad and forgot about my existence while I got turned into seafoam for 200 years. Oh, right, and we all lived happily ever the fuck after.