As dysfuctional as these two may be...
with all of the making up, and the breaking up...
the fights, the tears, and the drugs...
there is true love at work here.
I want something like that.
Summer is finally here...
and I am going to allow myself to love...
after all, I do deserve it.
Perfection is a figment of the imagination.
Those that strive for perfection are simply fooling themselves.
I've tried for the perfect relationship,
and I failed... or rather, it failed.
Looking towards the future...
I want that beautiful chaos...
It keeps me on my toes.
♥
-robb-
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