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Without mistakes,
how would one
distinguish perfection?
Perhaps, imperfection is the
true beauty in the world?

There's no such thing as perfect.
However, grammatical mistakes are not beautiful.
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X

I see that you see that I see
what I did not see but then
did see but left so you would see.

Really though, when I saw the typo,
I just thought "Plot-ician" was
too funny to describe talking like a politician.

Reality's lack of perfection. I thought of it as an ideal.
As such it is an imagined lack of mistakes.
Kind of akin to darkness being the absence of Light.

In reality, neither exist and only describe a perception.
Reality is nothing but gradients and within those
we find everything we love or hate,
contrast is the canvas of existence.

I mean...isn't that common sense?
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X

*owns no cents due to being British and using notes, pounds and pence*
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*has no comment on your sense*
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X

I have no sense to make a comment on!

Plotician: One who plots.

Nahrenne Said: *has no mercy to spare for mistakes*

A villainess is a walking mistake. No wonder they receive no mercy during the condemnation events. Ruination here I come! Ohohohoho

Last I checked, Yo-chan wasn't an error in grammar.
*huggles cute Yo-chan*
\(^o^)/

X

I have made so many terrible mistakes. I may be a mistake. However, I can no longer stop even if everything I am is a mistake. That is the villainess path.

Honest evaluation of my life. I am certainly not a good person ... correction, I am not only a good person, I am a bad person too.

Isn't that the definition of humanity?
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X

Are you part of humanity?

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*points at her recent poem*
I sometimes wonder if I am 'part' of it when I barely interact with it irl.
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X

Each day I am trying my best to become a splendid villainess. Even though it sounds ridiculous, and if you ever met me you would probably find me to be just the way I am online, which is quite strange in real life. Concrete goals are a difficult thing to define. It's even more difficult to achieve them. I fall short of my own ideals and it gnaws at me.

The worst part of it all is that I can see all my flaws, and all the mistakes that I have made in life haunt me. Well, my normal daily life haunts me as well, however, I cannot stop for so many reasons.