Our dreams, aspirations, goals. That's what we were taught to focus on, but lately feels like all I can remember and the only center of attention I have are only on my mistakes.
All those times I felt humiliated, embarrassed, done something wrong.
My flaws.
The faulted lines I have, the cracks I made, literally is all I can focus on.
For what? I wouldn't have to make the same mistakes, to remember not to do this again.
Although, that's what I believe, sometimes I unintentionally do them again, again, and again
The start of all of this ,but where's the end,
when does it end?
YOU ARE READING
Flaws
Short StoryEvery other cliche story of a girl and her imperfections, and all the relatable or unrelatable situations that came across between family, relationship, and personal matters. Please note everything written is all happen in different times not all in...
