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Paper Dolls
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Ongoing, First published Jul 01, 2015
Perfection.

Everyone wants it.

You can try to resist it, talk yourself out of it, but we all fall under its spell eventually.

We want it. We need it.

It seems so simple, so innocent. You'd think that perfection makes us complete. But paired with our insecurity and human nature, it can bring us our own destruction.

Why do we so desperately want what we cannot have? Why can't we see the truth in the mirror, rather than the shroud we've conjured over it?

Because those aren't really our thoughts. Those aren't really our eyes. We watch the reflection through the eyes of society and long for something that will forever be out of our reach.

There is no such thing as perfect time, but that doesn't stop us from seeking it.

So what happens when your search for perfection goes too far?
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