#impefect

I have love to give. You should take it. I don’t charge, EVER. You have a lot, too. It’s good to have a lot. You, and I have this relationship in tumblr asks. To have a lot of love is good. The only way to get more is to give it away. You put a lot of love in your art. I know, I talk too much. I just hate to see your self destructive, low self esteem. I see it. I share it. It tears me apart inside when I see it in others. You. You, can’t get love out…until you REALLY learn to give it to yourself. You are not defective, bad. You are a full, and valuable woman, person. Beautiful. You are perfect. Not god-like “PERFECT”. Human perfect. We humans are beautiful in no small part, because we are imperfect. Forgive yourself. When you can. Love yourself, as you do so well deserve to be…and when you can. Fault yourself not, for being as lovely, and imperfect as you are. Breathe, enjoy every breath… Open your heart to love…you.

I'm not perfect, I'm composed of imperfections. Stop expecting me not to fuck up.

Just imagine having life that you´ve always dreamed about. Sometimes, before I go to sleep I just think about who would I be if I had that "perfect" life. Answer? I would probably be very happy but that happy person wouldn´t be me. Full of flaws that I always complain about, just a stupid imperfect me that makes ME who I am. 

Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely. (1 Corinthians 13:12 NLT)