Who Said You Are Not Perfect Novels & Stories

"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."

Not on me. “But this isn’t a perfect world Cleo, you know that…”

And I wasn’t going to let anyone take my peace away. “ This is perfect “ i whispered to myself

Dad said while laughing. I laugh too, “So all that you said is just drama to scare her?” “Of Course Baby. How can I live without you mom she’s my life and everything too like Shane to your heart. I just want her to realize that she’s not perfect at all.” “You are my idol Dad! I love you and thank you.” I hugged my dad tightly and he returned the favor and caressed my hair like a child.

My head dips and I whisper against her temple, “You possess the drive and the talent to reach whatever goal you or I set. What you can’t do is allow yourself to get mired in a perceived shortcoming.” “But I want to be perfect,” she softly says. I groan. “That’s a label I’ve used too many times with you. What I mean by it, is that you have the ability to be flawless and graceful in the things you say and do. The way you present yourself. That’s imperative to this position. Also… You’re savvy. Those are extraordinary attributes. Think in those terms, rather than having to be a perfectionist. Because here’s a little secret, Nik. No one is perfect. Not in that all-encompassing sense.”

It started with sincere love and kindness because doing such things costs you nothing. Thanks to Mr. Stephen, people like him made me a princess overnight. And those that had given up on love, destiny, family and hope... I've come to realize that nobody is left behind. No matter how perfect, or imperfect you think you are. I want you to know that life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…but merely to be LIVED. Boldly, wildly, beautifully, uncertainly, imperfectly, magically LIVED. Since no one is perfect, it follows that all great deeds have been accomplished out of imperfection. Yet they were accomplished, somehow, all the same. There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman bei

Because he thought everybody else already had it figured out when he was still searching for himself. “You want to be the man your mother believed you would be?” Darius asked, his tone cutting through like a blade—just clean, not cruel. “Then start acting like it. Stop standing there thinking you're a failure just because you're not perfect. None of us are, Dalian. None. And I may not have known your mother, but I know she would be proud of you just the way you are. Perfect or not.”

“That boy has made some bad choices in his life, but I’ve been very proud of him these last few months. I never thought I’d see the day that my sons would repair their relationship. You know that’s down to you, don’t you?” He asks warmly, an affectionate twinkle in his eye. “Oh, don’t say that. I’m so tired of getting credit for things that just so happened to occur in my general vicinity.” I complain, slumping back and rubbing my full belly. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliments… I just… perfection is an impossible thing to live up to… and I am so far from perfect it’s laughable. I don’t want to end up with a reputation that I’m destined to fall short of – I’m only human after all.”

I wаѕ miserably bасk to square one. “Yоu don’t need to bе аnуоnе else, уоu’rе perfect as уоu are, but I know that was for Joel’s bеnеfіt. I saw what juѕt happened, what’s gоіng оn?”

He asks warmly, an affectionate twinkle in his eye. “Oh, don’t say that. I’m so tired of getting credit for things that just so happened to occur in my general vicinity.” I complain, slumping back and rubbing my full belly. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliments… I just… perfection is an impossible thing to live up to… and I am so far from perfect it’s laughable. I don’t want to end up with a reputation that I’m destined to fall short of – I’m only human after all.” A moment after the words leave my mouth, I realize they aren’t true. “I mean, not human, but I’m just a person like everyone else.”