tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542812877685495292011-07-28T21:51:21.144+01:00borboletttahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05653179671035823142noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254281287768549529.post-37640923791485033332008-05-10T21:07:00.002+01:002009-08-06T11:27:47.468+01:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"I'm not a <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">perfect girl</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">My hair <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">doesn't always stay</span> in place and I <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">spill things</span> a lot. I'm <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">pretty clumsy</span> and somtimes I have a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">broken heart</span>. <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">My friends</span> and I sometimes <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">fight</span> and maybe some days <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">nothing goes right</span>. But when I <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">think</span> about it and take a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">step back</span> I remember how <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">amazing life</span> truly is and maybe, just maybe, I like being <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">unperfect</span></span>..."</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254281287768549529-3764092379148503333?l=aventurasdaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>borboletttahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05653179671035823142noreply@blogger.com2