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Imperfect You
~Cali~
With a smile on my lips, I beat the morning from dawning, a routine my body came accustomed to. Being a workaholic is something I inherited from my father. How I wish I also inherited his beautiful singing voice, even just an itty bitty piece of it.
Barefoot, I padded to Evan’s ensuite to ease my bladder. While I washed my hands, I took a glance at my reflection in the vanity mirror.
As usual, I’m the epitome of a mess. My hair that resonates that of a bird’s nest is my crowning glory. What surprised me is the glow present on my cheek. I have a fairly fair skin; I was never insecure about my color, but I always think that I’m a bit too pale.
This morning though is a different story. There is this natural crimson paint on my cheeks, my lips pink and full from t
CastielCali’s last lines came out in a bliss. Sorry if it’s too cheesy, but yeah. Nobody is perfect, but love makes everything better coz as they say, love moves in mysterious ways. I’m a hopeless romantic, Babes, I’m sure you know this by now. ;) Hehe, I love you and have a nice weekend with your loved ones ~ your author here, Ljxx
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