Perfection is a weird monster you made up to torture yourself.
Stolen and altered from this article. Ummm, I need to be friends with the person who wrote this. Some choice quotes:
“I try to remember (and it is hard sometimes—real talk) that I’m an actual human being, not some math equation that can be solved by triangulating all of the nearest boners.”
“Everyone wants someone who doesn’t need anyone! The only people who actually should be helpless are babies, and who wants to fuck a baby? Not me! (Pro tip: If you just yelled “Meeeeee!” and high-fived yourself, call the cops.) Co-dependence is not hot.”
So, yes, let’s-be-friends-immediately-ok?
