I
want you to realize that you can't be perfect 
every
single moment of the day. Of course, you can 
paint
your hair, of course, you can hide your face 
with
make-up, of course, you can lose weight, 
of course,
you can buy perfect clothes. You will
 never be perfect enough. But, are we born to 
be
perfect? No. We are born to live. And I think
 I prefer to live happy. Maybe not perfectly
happy,
 but happy enough. Because before I die, I want
 hilarious memories, sweet friends, see the
world. 
And
a lovely man who loves me for what I am.
And
I don’t need perfection for that. 
♥ Made by Nynke ♥