I have grown up in an environment where perfection is the standard, and throughout the course of my life I have been made highly aware that I am everything except, beautiful, talented, smart, funny, and 'perfect'. I am flawed graciously, and at first I hated myself. But now I'm okay and I really do love myself.
Everything my family is- im the polar opposite of, but that's okay, because when you feel as though you have no one to love you, you learn to love yourself. And to you that may seem sad and lonely but..to me there's no other way to be. And the only being capable of true perfection is God
Enjoy, and know that it's okay to be flawed, but don't let it define you.
