I wear
Mismatched socks—
yellow and blue.
Tie my hair off-center,
A quiet defiance
Against the perfection
Society demands
They call it chaos.
I call it freedom.
To me,
Imperfections are beautiful.
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 6:19 PM UTC
I wear
Mismatched socks—
yellow and blue.
Tie my hair off-center,
A quiet defiance
Against the perfection
Society demands
They call it chaos.
I call it freedom.
To me,
Imperfections are beautiful.
Is it petty? Maybe. Do I care? Nah =)
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