Sigh. Life. Life is short. Life is tiresome. Life is a lover and a killer. One day you are all happy and joyful then you are down and depressed.
Yup. That's life for you. Full of twists and turns. You may want someone else's life because you think theirs are "perfect." And you may want to physically be someone else. But...what is perfect? No one is familiar with that word, to be honest. Does it even exist? Does the word perfect even exist? Maybe someone's visualization of perfect. But not just one perfect.
Anyways, I'll give you your answer, no. No it does not exist. No one is perfect. No one's life isn't perfect. Nothing is perfect. So if you expect perfect from anyone, your perfect, be prepared for them to let you down. It's impossible.
I know I'm not perfect. I'm sorry if I let you down but I'm sorry to tell you this but I'm not perfect.
And don't expect me or anyone to be.
