We're All Just Human Here
The unattainable perfection
Sometimes the pressure persists.
It’s the pressure to be the perfect partner.
The perfect friend.
The perfect daughter or son.
The perfect person behind the perfect filter.
To live the almost perfect life.
Yet perfection is not a state ever attainable.
We know this.
We forget this.
So at the end of the day all you can do it thank yourself for trying your best.
Be good to others.
Love unconditionally.
Believe in yourself.
But more than anything else, forgive yourself.
Because after all
We’re all just human here.
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Akina Marie
Japanese & CHamoru writer rediscovering magic in the world.
www.akinamarie.com
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