I'm not a perfect girl.
My hair doesn't always
stay in place
& I spill things a lot.
I'm pretty clumsy &
sometimes
I have a *b r o k e n*
heart*.
My friends & I
sometimes fight & maybe
some days nothing goes right.
But when I think about it
& take a step back
I remember how amazing
life
truly is & that
maybe, just maybe,
I like being imperfect
(found on the
phone and liked it not jocking to anyone else who has
it)
