Monday, February 28, 2011

You and I walk a fragile line.

I can't always be the perfect best friend. The perfect daughter. The perfect girlfriend. The perfect student. The perfect athlete. The perfect child. The perfect entertainer.
But I try.
I pull my weight in everything I do, but I can't always be the best, no matter how hard anyone wants me to be, no matter how hard I push.
I can't always be everything, do everything.
I don't always laugh at the right time, I don't always smile at the right sentences. Maybe I joke about things I shouldn't. So I laugh when I should cry, and cry when I should smile. So I'm not perfect.
Hell, how could anyone expect perfection?
I've been a long way.
And I know I'm not perfect.
And if you are a part of this life I'm going to need you to accept that, too.


"Fall in love with my flaws before you fall in love with me."






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