A very funny human fact is that you never see flaws of the person you love until that person hurts you. Then the things you never really paid attention to begin to unfold. You begin to realize that that person wasn’t perfect to begin with. The perfections you saw were there but they weren’t completely called perfections. There were a bunch of flaws you missed or directly ignored. No one in this world is perfect no matter how much we try to deny it. The flaw was the reason that person hurt you in the first place. In a world of fucked up people no one is exempted from the eminent nature of imperfection.
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