I Am Perfectly Imperfect Novels & Stories

Finally, completely, impossibly free. Not because circumstances changed. Circumstances would always include challenges. But because she'd rejected the lie that circumstances defined her. Had chosen herself. Had built a life that reflected choices instead of accepting one that reflected limitations. "Mom?" Euna appeared beside her, watching the sunrise. "You okay?" "I'm perfect. Imperfectly perfect. Complicated. Free. Humans. All of it." "Good. Because breakfast is chaotic and everyone's arguing about what to do today and Min-seo is demanding pancakes and the twins are crying and it's an absolutely beautiful mess."

One day at a time. And it's beautiful. Not perfect. Not polished. Not what I imagined. But mine. Completely, impossibly mine. And that's everything.

“You can’t un-do what you said any more than you can un-do sleeping with half the squad.” Well that fucking stings. Where is this even coming from? I roll my eyes, shaking my head. “Because you’re perfect, right? You never say the wrong thing, do the wrong thing.” The words taste bitter as they leave my mouth. “Well guess what? I’m not perfect. Never have been, never claimed to be. Do you know how hard it is to try to be the guy you deserve when you’re so fucking perfect? How the fuck am I ever supposed to measure up?”

Because the reason for my roses is you. Just so you can let me call you mine....! Just so you can let me call you mine....! Just so you can let me call you mine....! ...I know that unlike you, I'm not a perfect person... But there's one thing I can do for you that no one else will do Wishing you can see what I'm capable of doing for you So I need you to know.... That despite not being perfect, I want to bring perfection for you Being able to change who I am

I nod my head and start getting ready. I have known sadness, grief, and guilt. But losing someone. Never. The makeup lays bare in front of me. My fingers stop over the concealer. But they don't hold it. As if, telling me to lay all my emotions naked. Being perfect is a standard I have always gone for. Today I would change it. I would show the imperfections. Because they are the ones that make me more alive.

It's our fifth year together, and I accompany my fiance, Theo Montague, to see the aurora he has always yearned to see. Fortune favors us that night as vivid green lights stretch across the snow-covered plain. He wraps his arms around me from behind and suddenly murmurs, "It's beautiful. Too bad we're still one step short of perfect." I freeze for a moment and ask him what we're missing. He doesn't answer, and I don't press him, either. After all, I've heard this phrase far too many times. When I go to great lengths to get him the out-of-print book he has his sights on for ages, he sighs. "We're still one step short of perfect." When we move into our beautifully furnished house and f

"I am saying this with absolute sincerity. No help from Ox, and no internet." He took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto mine. "I know I’m not an easy man to love. And I'm certainly not the kind of man you pictured yourself falling for. I know I'm not perfect... I can never be perfect because of how violently I think, or how ruthless I have to be. I don't care about being perfect for the world, but I want to be perfect for you. I'm going to try everything I can to give you that."

"You are not becoming like me, you are better than me." Palming his cheeks before he can bury his face between my swells, I say, "Not really. I think we are both flawed. Imperfect but perfect in our imperfections." Thrusting my hips, I splay my fingers on his chest, slide my arms around his neck. "Stop punishing me."

"Btu you should focus to finis-" "Dad, in my entire life.. everyone calls me perfect. I have no flaw, I'm smart, I'm a fast learner and the list goes on.. but I felt bored. Everything went so smooth and in this chapter of my life.. I felt.. my downfall. I felt and realized that I'm not perfect just like everyone else.. I felt happy because there will be someone who can love me for me and fix that imperfectness that I have.. She gave me a really colorful life with her clumsiness and just.. her.. I'm sorry for not being the perfect son, dad. I'm a human too.. I won't function well when you know the person that gave you a big impact.. in danger because of me." "Well.. I'm sorry because I never

I plaster a fake smile on my face while my insides are churning, my breakfast threatening to make a reappearance. “Set to leave?” “Hmm” I nod, “just waiting for your majesty to be done” Calling her majesty makes me want to puke, she is sleeping with her step son, she deserves no kind of respect from me or anyone at all. “Will you be fine though?” Aida asks me, “I don’t think you are prepared” Of course I am not prepared but that is for me to know and for them to never find out. Cahir fucked me up but I will leave him for the universe to judge.