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 ♥