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Perfect?

Why are we never satisfied? We as a race have a tendency to try and find something to complain about in everything. If we meet a new person whom we like a lot, why can't we just be grateful for that? Why is it that we have to find something in that person that is not perfect? Of course that person is not perfect. No one is. So why does a haircut or too small hands irritate us? Is it our way to try and get away from a situation that could make us happy and comfortable? Are we afraid that something greater could come from it? Or are we just trying to avoid a situation where we could possibly end up getting hurt? If I am at all right - witch I think I am, then will anyone ever be really happy if we all are going for perfection in everything though there is no such thing as being "perfect"?
This bring me also to my tattoo that says "Perfect". It does not mean that I think I'm perfect in the real meaning of the word. It is just a reminder for my self to keep strong and to know that despite of everything that I've been through in my life and all the bad things that have happened around me I still am perfect in my own way and nobody can or should take that away from me.

Think about it.