I use music to speak when words fail me even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe I love hard and with all that I have and even with my faults I am worth loving
Screws fall out all the time the world is an imperfect place
You are imperfect permanently and inevitably flawed and you are beautiful
True love does not come by finding the perfect person but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly
You come to love not by finding the perfect person but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly
She was beautiful but not like those girls in the magazines she was beautiful for the way she thought she was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes
I love her and that is the beginning of everything
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