Being the Fifteenth Entry (A Voice Post)

[anti_asymmetry]

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My candles.

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My candles. Are crooked.

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MY CANDLES. WHO DID THIS. WHO DISTURBED MY BEAUTIFUL CANDLES??? IT'S ALL WRONG! HORRENDOUS! I DON'T EVEN-

It's too much. I can't handle it. My candles.

[ooc; A purely spazzy post was waaaay overdue. Have fun. 8D]

Comments

[browning_baby]

.... your candles?

[anti_asymmetry]

My candles. MY CANDLES. THEY WERE PERFECT, ANITA. Perfect.

[browning_baby]

..... Kid. Have you ever stopped to think that there's perfection in imperfection?

1/3 GOOD GOD, ANITA

[anti_asymmetry]

[anti_asymmetry]

[anti_asymmetry]

No. I will not tolerate imperfections.

[browning_baby]

You have to.

[anti_asymmetry]

A weaker person may have no difficulty lowering his or her standards, but I cannot.

[browning_baby]

You can't control perfection, Kid. It isn't possible.

[anti_asymmetry]

With persistence, it is.

[browning_baby]

No, it's not.

[anti_asymmetry]

We will never agree on the subject, it seems.

[browning_baby]

Why would you want something perfect anyway?

[anti_asymmetry]

On principle.

[browning_baby]

Perfection is boring, though. It's the imperfections that makes things interesting.

[anti_asymmetry]

It's the imperfections that corrupt.