PERFECTION. Why is it even a word? Why do we put ourselves through the thoughts that there is a perfection, for everything. A perfect look, a perfect day, a perfect boy, a perfect life, everything is put on a pedestal, with the label PERFECT. Now for us that pedestal is impossible to get to, nothing we can do, or try can even get us close. Why do we do this to ourselves, when all we give ourselves is the reality and hurt that perfection is unable to be reached. We do this time and time, again searching and trying so hard for this perfection which is so far gone, we will never reach it. Why do we always set ourselves up for failures by the label of PERFECT?
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