We all thrive for perfection, craving to be that one masterpiece; picturesque and flawless. But that's all what it ever becomes; a craving, a desire. We have flaws, imperfections and dents. We're never that complete masterpiece. And even if we do get there, after tons of hard work and making a shit load of improvements, it still isn't enough, it never is. We will always want to be more and thus, we are once again rendered as 'imperfect'. The truth is, we're all a work in progress baby. ---------------- All rights reserved.

These are the poems I wrote when i was having serious emotional feels for being a directioner. Enjoy...

Juliana Rose Augustine; audacious, pessimist, stubborn and callous with a shit load of self-loathing. Zayn Javaad Malik; free spirited, optimistic and full of life with the charming aura, enough to make any girl go weak on her knees. Two complete opposites. But you know what they say, opposites attract. Based on a true story. --------------------- Cover design by: @Imelda_summer

Bibliobibuli (n) : Those who read too much Coined by H. L. Menken in 1957 : "There are people who read too much: bibliobibuli. i know some who are constantly drunk on books, as other men are drunk on whiskey or religion. They wander through most diverting and stimulating worlds in a haze, seeing nothing and hearing nothing."