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Humans have this word; Perfect. It doesn't have a solid definition. Dictionary defines it as having all desirable components. I call that impossible. You can't make everyone happy. The statues proved that. You can't save everyone. The trolly problem shows that. You can't get everything you want. It's why compromise exists. You can't make life flawless. Dystopias prove that. I never understood why people try to make stuff perfect. They get disappointed when things aren't faultless. No matter what you do or don't, try or try not, speak or silence You can't get all of the desirable components. Humans have this word; Perfect. I never truly understood it. but why do we need to?
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15 / M / Where I Belong
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Jun 16, 2018
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I try to do my best to make life the best but no matter what you do something has to go wrong.

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