Here it comes again
Selective perfectionism is an oxymoron.
It defies the actual definition of perfectionism.
What kind of perfect is it if it's only partially perfect?
A walk in the meadow takes it away.
Only for it to come back later, twice as strong.
A none planed life is a wasted life.
A none planed life is a wasted life.
A none planed life is a wasted life.
If you contribute nothing to your environment, you shouldn't be a part of it.
Listen to your own advice..
weird.
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