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Unperfect
I'm not a perfect girl.
My hair doesn't always stay in place and I spill alot of things.
I'm pretty clumsy and sometimes I have a broken heart.
My friends and I sometimes fight, and maybe some day nothing goes right.
But when I think about it and take a step back.
I remember how amazing life truely is and that maybe, just maybe,
I like being unperfect...
Felicia