Peppermint Kisses

Perfection: The condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects

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I hate myself.

Don’t honestly read this….

I don’t understand when it started, I don’t really care.

What I care is that no one noticed unless I told them…

I guess, I really don’t mean much to the world. And That’s why, I’ve decided not to try anymore. I get hurt when I try, I’ve realized that.

Why is it that, when I try, or actually do, care, I’m the one that’s hurt and they’re the one that wins?

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