I thought that my flaws and imperfections would have disappeared by now. But they are still here, and they feel heavier than ever in adulthood. “The whole world will notice your flaws. No one will ever love you. Everybody hates you.” I was told countless times in childhood and teenage-hood. And you know what? They were right. No one will ever love a flawed human being. So, if the whole world notices my flaws and thus will never love me, then so be it. I will relinquish all personal will. For a flawed person has only the right to look within. A flawed person must give up on the world, just as the world gives up on her. It is a mutual agreement. For there is nothing good that can ever come from an imperfect girl.
