: Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that as well. Maybe I'll never be able to be pleased with myself. But somehow, I hope that I'll learn to accept who I am and acknowledge the fact that people cannot be perfect. What I dream of? Well, I cannot lie, so I'll say I dream of a glamorous life. I don't know why, but this is what I see. Even as apsychiatrist (I have this on my mind right now), I'd still want to take pictures, a... ...  #Promote the Blog tealwaterfall.blogspot.com 
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