Everyone is a little screwed up in their own little weird way.
Is it because of this that we tend to consciously/subconsciously strive to fill a void?
A void that is deemed by us of something known as perfection.
It's where everyone of us is trying to achieve from our own perspective of what we think perfection is.
It's a subjective thing and when perspective collide,it leads to many different kind of result.
Is it all worth it? For how long would we be happy once we have achieved it?
I find myself thinking about this.
I remind myself not too be too caught up in this,
To at times stop,look back and appreciate all that I have experienced.
With that also I find myself thinking,what is it in life that I am living for?
-with lots of love,peace out-