It’s not popular to write about weaknesses, or see it that way, but I don’t know when it became sinful to be imperfect even for a moment. And such things and feelings can be discussed because life is not a sunflower that ripens proudly every time someone sees it. It is not a shame to be occasionally cheated, hurt, disappointed, deceived, rejected, boring. It is not a mistake to make others as such due to your own rules. Being human does not mean not being realistic, because idealism has no purpose if it is not shod with colors that are not only white. Perfection is the greatest illusion that exists and makes a person fall asleep.
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