Your perfection is marred by the path you walked, your scars and stories. Every experience you've had you've turned into a lesson, now you've learnt, this is how the world works. These are the disguises of the people who claim to love you and these are the people who do. This is the hurt-forgive-repeat cycle that life runs on, the handles in the hands of those who can. Who can forgive, let go, love, laugh, live freely.