Monday, 18 February 2013

Perfection

  Annyeonaseyo!

  I don't think perfection exists, so why do we wish for it?
  And why do we feel sad or betrayed everytime we understand that, once more, perfection isn't there?

Moby - "Why does my heart feel so bad"
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