Perfection is an infinite distance. Unreachable. Undeniably desirable. But I have not yet seen near perfection. No purity. Just the purely insane. Acting against every grain of purity. Wrapped around the idea that it exists. No need to beg of others to come to this delusional state of pureness. This Utopia we dream of is unable to be constructed. We are not built with pure perfection out of the womb. It is a fault in our setting.Men and Women. But when the majority of one gender is constantly at war with this idea. Then one should ask if it is based on sexism. It all comes down to the common core that none of us are purely perfect. Unless, according to American history, you’re a straight white male.
-Azúcar Mind
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