Perfectly Flawed Meaning Novels & Stories

I sat down and thought of the first thing that came to my mind which was how I felt about myself right now. " I 've got lots of flaws I'm not perfect, I'm so imperect I make so many mistakes 'cause I'ma different human. I'm jealous I'm emotional I break rules I'm human after all I always feel I'm not living right I'm very conscious At every level of my life I've got a devil I've learnt not to trust no one Many timesI just want to shout it out loud to the world how it hurts to be human I've made stupid decisions, heart aching mistake and have irreversable regrets

"She'll get used to your presence later. I'm sure of that." "Do I not deserve to be called Harriet's father?" "Of course you deserve it. You're the only one who deserves to be the father of a daughter as adorable as her." Sean smiled faintly. "Yeah, she's adorable and pretty. Harriet looks like you." I rested my head on Sean's shoulder and took one of his arms for a hug. Sean's fingers gripped mine tightly. "I'm not a perfect mother either, Sean. I made a lot of mistakes when I raised Harriet. We all have our flaws. So don't ever say that you don't deserve to be Harriet's father."

#songs #AdamLambert. - Better than I know myself #TheScript #Army of angels Clara I'm not perfect .I've always said that; perfection isn't perfection unless there are imperfections visible... So we are all imperfectly perfect . There are some moments in life when you feel undeserving of what you have or like a total loser.I've had many of those days and weeks ,when I sometimes feel like I'm not being a good enough mother to my son , or perfect wife to my husband . When you wake up in the morning and wish you could fall back to sleep cause you hate feeling like you are failing at a role you should perfectly fit into cause you've had enough practice, however you still feel like you are always

He is perfect, he has the perfect face, perfect smile, perfect body, perfect everything. "I couldn't help but look for my flaw so I could fix it'' he said as he laid on the bed, I felt bad for him, I guess he doesn't believe in himself so much, " sorry" I finales said, what I swore I won't say, " no need to say sorry, when I think about you, I feel I don't deserve you, neither do I deserve your love" he said

"Gave you edges so you'd know where you begin and end." "Beginning and ending," Void mused. "I'm absence with borders now. Contained void. Is that better or worse?" "Neither," Genesis said. "Different. And difference creates possibility." The goddess made one final attempt: "*They're lying! I alone understand truth! Order without chaos! Infinite without finite! Perfection without flaw!*" "Perfection without flaw is just nothing," Omega observed. "Flaws create character. Genesis's mortality is beautiful flaw." "We won't free you," the children declared together. "Someone who sees limitation as weakness wouldn't understand strength through sacrifice."

Maeve “Who said anything about being flawless? No human being is flawless, baby, and I know that. What I am saying is that you are perfect for me. You with all your flaws, even the ones you think I don’t know about yet.” I literally melted inside at his words. Other people might think it’s cheesy or too bare minimal for me to react the way I did, but it was a whole new experience for me from a man. Maybe because I didn’t date a lot. Maybe there are a lot of men out there who are just like Andro, who always know the right words to say.

A scar on the world. And the universe… shivers. The new law settles in. It doesn’t stop the Jailbreak. It can’t. But now, every breach, every escape, every broken thing… it leaves evidence. A fingerprint of the trauma. A unique, permanent imperfection. The cosmos is now inherently defined by this cycle: containment, breakage, scarring. It is a universe of wounded things. Of inevitable decay. The cost is absolute. Perfection is not just lost; it is rendered impossible. A fundamental state of flaw is now the baseline of existence.

I didn't call on the Red Blood. I opened my heart. I projected every moment of my life—not the victories, but the **Flaws**. I showed her the time I failed to protect my pack. I showed her the time I almost gave up in the Labyrinth. I showed her the messy, painful, beautiful imperfection of being alive. "Founder!" I yelled. "Look at it! It's not perfect! It's better!"

"Wow! I'm sorry, my sister embarrassed you like that" she apologized with a disturbed face. "No problem, Chidinma, we are bound to see different characters every day". This was the least I could say so she won't wear that disturbed look again. she nodded in affirmation and said "okay, but my sister can be a sweet, loving lady though just that she has her bad sides too". I let out a chuckle.

She'd gone looking for him and caught him before he left for the day. "I don't know. It's Mason. He's... He's perfect. I don't think he has any flaws. He doesn't strike me as the type of person who would do that" "No human being is perfect, Eva" "Tell me one thing. One flaw you think he has" "I don't know him well enough but you do. In what way is he perfect? Let's make a list" silence stretched out "You can't think of anything?" "No. I can think of a lot of things but they're all superficial"