These last 2 weeks have been anything but a dream. And no, I do not mean they weren't great. I mean exactly otherwise. Funny how we always assume dreams are perfect, cause they really aren't in reality.
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I love my life. The reality of it. It's not perfect but I can live with that.
I will never have that perfect family portrait, but I'll be okay.
I will never have that perfect body, so I'll learn to accept what God has given me.
I will never smell the way you smell, and I'm glad I don't so I can appreciate your scent.
I will never be as close to you as I wish I could, but I guess distance makes the heart grow fonder.
I will never be the most feminine person, but I hope people will accept me the way I am.
I will never live the life of others I envy, and I think I'd rather not.
I love my life just the way it is, and I thank God for that.