i wish everything will be just fine this time. all i wanted is to be p-erfect but then i ask myself, who’s perfect? no one. if i cant be perfect then at least i strive to be as close as perfect. everyday, bit by bit, i patch the missing pieces of my life. from my wrongs to my rights, from my personal and professional life. from my nothings to my everythings. words might not be enough. its easy to say that im’ perfect, but i cannot  fool myself by doing that. sad!!!  maybe i will be careful on what i’ll say and what i’l do so will be safe by being judge and  imperfection.
thanks for reading

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