Perfection.
"Nothing is perfect in this world."
I know it.
However,
why is it so hard to tell myself to stop thinking about the imperfections that kills me bit by bit every single day?
"Nothing is perfect."
"No one is perfect."
Why is it so hard to tell myself?
I know it.
However,
why is it so hard to tell myself to stop thinking about the imperfections that kills me bit by bit every single day?
"Nothing is perfect."
"No one is perfect."
Why is it so hard to tell myself?
-Jas-
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