Friday, November 21, 2008
Perfectly Flawed.
Just something i've been pondering on, when I overheard a conversation on the train. Yes, my ears are sharp. Too sharp.
So anyway, this group of girls were talking on the train, about... Well, their different ideas and perspectives of a Mr. Perfect.
To call somebody your Mr/Ms Perfect is such an oxymoron, since everyone is flawed, in his or her own way(s). Nobody is perfect, nor can they be. On the other had, it makes perfect sense too, when you love somebody for themselves, accepting all their flaws, that, truly is, 'Perfectly Flawed'. That is how love should be, beautiful, me thinks.
The word 'Love' is so overused nowadays, defiled by youngsters who know not the meaning of the word at all. Sad, but true. Just something to think about, though. No need to take my words seriously. Lol.
Be leaving state on the 23rd! drop me your wishlists, if you have any!
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
2:00 PM
