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Perfect is what I'm not I cry too much and eat when I'm sad I crave attention and tell secrets that I wasn't meant to tell I don't study enough and get a few B's I'm a few inches too short a few more pounds too big I make a bunch of mistakes I talk too much and forget to listen closely and all of this swirls sticks percolates in my brain making me forget that not being perfect doesn't mean I'm not good
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 5:58 PM UTC
Perfect
Perfect is what I'm not I cry too much and eat when I'm sad I crave attention and tell secrets that I wasn't meant to tell I don't study enough and get a few B's I'm a few inches too short a few more pounds too big I make a bunch of mistakes I talk too much and forget to listen closely and all of this swirls sticks percolates in my brain making me forget that not being perfect doesn't mean I'm not good
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 5:58 PM UTC
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