Bob Marley once asked if the perfect woman existed. And he said:
Who cares about perfection?
The moon isn’t perfect either, it’s full of craters…
What about the sea? it’s too salty and dark in the deep.
The sky? Always so infinite, meaning the most beautiful things are not perfect, they are special and every woman like every man is and every person chooses who is ′′ special ′′ in their life.
Stop wanting to be ′′ perfect “, try being free and living doing what you like, without wanting to like others. ❤️
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