Being Perfect Does Not Make Me Imperfect

Being Perfect Does Not Make Me Imperfect

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In life we are grown into the shadow of perfectness. Perfect hair. Perfect body. Perfect life. For this not only made me feel good because I saw how people were envying me by this perfectness, but also when I think of it, deep down it was nothing but the true me dying in pain of this perfectness of a shell called beauty. They say being beautiful is pain, but isn't the pain the most treasure of it all?
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Living the high end rich life with designer clothing, homes, yachts and other fun stuff sounds like the dream. Right? Especially with your dad being a hot shot business man and your mom being a top fashion designer. Wrong. It has it's perks. Believe me. But the truth is....my life is a fake. To the public we seem like the picture perfect, loving family. In reality, the Wayford family is the opposite. My mother is cheating on my dad. My father couldn't care less about me. And my twin sister is dead. My life isn't a dream, ladies and gentlemen. It's a nightmare. And the lies keep spilling... *Mature language people. Proceed with caution....basically just proceed*

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