"We're all a little bit broken." That is pretty true, well actually it's very true. I firmly believe nobody is 'perfect', and if someone was perfect, would we believe it? Surely part of being human is being that little bit broken, having lots of little small things that need fixing by perhaps one single special person or many people? Our little flaws make us who we are, they are the bits that make us quirky, different and been seen as a damn right individual in this world of nomothetic generalisations . Take away my broken bits and I'll be a clone of your ideals and aspirations. We are all made from small bits of stardust, so what if we don't all shine with the same intensity? I'd rather be a small star in a sky of big ones, than not be a star at all. I'm tired of being told I'm broken like it's a bad thing.
In A While Crocodile.
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