Darling, I am a dreamer, the kind who lives most of her life in a fantasy world. A world where I would always stand by you when you are down the dumps and on days when you see the darkest shades of life, I promise to show you the world through those rose tainted glasses.
Perfection is vapid and monotonous; it is for those who live by book, for those who live life with just one color. I love living off the edge and You My Dear, Are My Perfect Imperfection.
Maybe, I would ask him, why I didn’t get that job? He knew that I really studied for it. Why didn’t he clear the misunderstandings between me and my boyfriend? He knew we were right for each other.