I have many flaws to deal with. My physical upset's me sometimes. But I've come to learn to deal with it. This is what god gave me. I have to accept myself as I am. I have to make others, take me as I am. I can't put myself down on how I look. I just go to work what I got. The exterior can always be fixed. But the interior is a longer, and more fufilling process. My soul is beautiful. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I rather stay, forever imperfect.
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