I doubt I’d be the first to admit I’m not perfect. My flaws, my differences, my perfect imperfections, are merely society’s distractions of what they think beauty is not.
My mind is running a marathon, so I write to relax and release.
My mind is running a marathon, so I write to relax and release.
I doubt I’d be the first to admit I’m not perfect. My flaws, my differences, my perfect imperfections, are merely society’s distractions of what they think beauty is not.
Mastering My Thoughts 