There's no such thing as perfection.
I'm nearly about done with my Japanese essay and I can't help but feeling slightly annoyed.
I guess I don't really know what to make of this. But I guess it can't be helped, am I right?
Not everything is perfect
despite how much you really want it to be.
And really, you'll never really be able to find that perfect balance, because one is always surely to trip and make the board unstable. I guess, the only thing that can be done from this is to learn how to make it stable again?
But I guess that isn't really going to happen unless you work together.
And sometimes you really just have to put your own selfish, disgusting desires and wants aside for the other to be happy.
It's really hard. Really, really damn hard. But you have to do it.
Because it's supposed to be worth it.
Right?
I guess I don't really know what to make of this. But I guess it can't be helped, am I right?
Not everything is perfect
despite how much you really want it to be.
And really, you'll never really be able to find that perfect balance, because one is always surely to trip and make the board unstable. I guess, the only thing that can be done from this is to learn how to make it stable again?
But I guess that isn't really going to happen unless you work together.
And sometimes you really just have to put your own selfish, disgusting desires and wants aside for the other to be happy.
It's really hard. Really, really damn hard. But you have to do it.
Because it's supposed to be worth it.
Right?