Flawed.

The thing is, I am flawed.

And the thing is - I am still me! - even so.

With all these flaws.

And well, I am perfectly quite okay with that.

Because I know.

I know that I am constantly Growing

Changing

Learning

Blooming

Evolving

And flaws help to shape me.

Carving strength.

Creating new perspective.

Growing softer sense of self.

Feeding me epiphanies.

And so.

To all the flawed people I know.

May you embrace every

stumble

hurdle

scrape

cut

painful moment of anguish

awkward laughter

uncertainty

deep unmet hidden desire

social wrongness

gasp of filthy wretched thoughts

Knowing.

Owning!

That you

Yes, YOU!

are an ever evolving adaptable resilient creature of this here life.

To all the flawed people I know.

To all the flawed people I know.

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