I am not perfect, that’s something I will never be. And that’s because there will never be a ‘real’ type of perfect person, that type of perfect ideal will always change over time, someday the definition of perfect may depend on your eye color, your hair, height, and weight. The flaws that I have are things that I see aren’t things that hold me back, but they show me what I can improve on, these little imperfections are a part of me and I can’t change that.While my strengths are the things that show me I have a potential, and everybody does, sometimes they struggle to see that.They’re little colors to me that mix up into this colorful, messy, beautiful art. Imagine what being normal was like.And if everyone only stood up and followed this type of ‘normal’. It’d be bland and boring, because you would be doing the same thing everyday, but the reality is, isn’t being normal mean you have flaws, little insecurities, strengths, and the silly little things you enjoy normal? It’s normal to be a little short, or be born with something that other people don’t have. It’s okay to be whatever you want to be. You can be you regardless of what people tell you. Because I, the girl who isn’t perfect love who I am, sometimes I feel down but I will eventually rise again. So be the you that you want to be, and don’t let other change what you YOURSELF want to see, be the perfect beautiful mess that makes you you and if you can take on loving yourself, you can take on the WORLD.

Sincerely.,

Perfectly Imperfect