Perfection?

What is perfect?

I guess it's what we make it to be.

Everyone has a different perfect.

I guess no one can be perfect because to one's eyes, it may be perfection, but to another, it may be a flaw.

To me, perfect means ignoring someone's flaws and accepting it. No one is perfect.

It's like that dove campaign.

To someone, the freckles can be the meaning of their beauty but to another, this woman can be the ugly duckling

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Starting at a young age we are told that perfect is having a skinny body or 6 pack abs. Everyday we are swallowed by advertisements what is the new "cool" or what is "beauty." Suddenly, all the bigger kids are self conscious of themselves. I think that we should be able to only judge of ourselves and tell ourselves that we are beautiful in our own way. No one should have the power to put us down.