I'm not a perfect girl. My hair doesn't stay in place and I spill things a lot. I'm pretty clumsy and sometimes I have a broken heart. My friends and I sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right, but when I think about it and take a step back. I remember how amazing life truly is and that maybe, just maybe. I like being unperfect.
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