The perfect girl, she had a laugh she despised, and hair she thinks looks like straw. She’s struggling with it all, her friends, her education, and the packaging to hold it all together was tearing at the seams. She was not perfect, and she had always tried. When ever she is near, she loses her smile, knowing it will never be as real a yours. When she is near, she she shows off her A, knowing she wouldn’t get another anytime soon. When she’s near, she’s petrified to be herself because that’s not what everyone thinks she should be. The perfect girl is poison to her spirit, without trying you show her everything she wishes she was.
You’re perfect to someone.

– another excerpt from the book of life