• How does it feel to be absolutely perfect, and have no flaws or disturbances at all in your perfect, faultless, and important life in which everybody cares about you, at all in any perspective or aspect of anyone's? I suppose that a number pf people would undeniably try their absolute hardest to tell me what is so stunningly perfect about them, but the one and only error is: How could any lone person be utterly perfect when most people relentlessly advise you, and everyone else for that matter, that every single person in the world has flaws, that no human being is ever entirely perfect, which world are they always talking about if there is at least one perfect person on this planet Earth, because I have never in my life heard of on other planet on which holds life. I wish that I could know how people get perfect, but now that I think about it, I would most definitely rather be the exact same way that I am than have that snooty, superior, stuck-up, snobbish, condescending, pretentious, and utterly crappy attitude that those unimportant people have when they think that they are perfect. And for what reason does each individual have to put up with that, when they unquestionably know that they are flawed? These people that deal with this every day of their lives are not stuck-up. So why do we have to put up with it, it is just not right. I wish that one and all would accept each other being the way that they are, but the world would be perfect for many then, and then what world would we live in? I philosophize that it would be proper if I acted the way that I usually do when I am not around anyone else when I really am around everyone else, and I follow my philosophy to the uppermost degree. I would advise that if you decide that you are perfect, look in the mirror again, and if you still think you are flawless, just thinking that you are perfect is a flaw indeed.