Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate without them what would shape our lives perhaps if we never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love or have babies or be who we are
Trust is like a paper once it's crumpled it can't be perfect again you can flatten the paper and try and make it as straight as you want but it will never be perfect again
Let someone love you just the way you are as flawed as you might be as unattractive as you sometimes feel and as unaccomplished as you think you are
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