Why I'm Not PerfectSometimes I'm clumsyI trip over anything.Sometimes I'm messyI don't always clean upSometimes I'm madAnd I say things I don't mean.Sometimes I'm selfishAnd I all I do is want.Sometimes I'm lazyAnd I'd rather stay in bedSometimes I'm grumpyAnd I snap at others without meaning toSometimes I lieAnd I end up making a bigger messSometimes I don't keep promisesAnd I let people downSometimes I don't understandAnd I confuse myselfSometimes I'm ignorantAnd don't pay attentionBut even with all of my imperfections,I am still ME.
Girls of Venomania 7 MikuMikuliaIt was a bright spring morning and the entire world seemed to be filled with the happiness that comeswith the warm season. After being cooped up inside all winter, every man, woman, and child was eager toget out and enjoy the fresh air. The joy of spring spread to everyone, even the young teal hairedpeasant who was happily selling bright flowers on the streets, was filled with glee. A bright grindecorated her pretty face as she held out flowers to the passersby and often, she would get someone tostop and buy from her, but it wasn't because of the pretty flowers. Most of the time, it was becausethey were wondering how she
Girls of Venomania 6The ride to the ball was rather quiet, but strangely comfortable. The silence between them felt warmand inviting instead of cold and awkward. She sat beside him and occasionally, he would break thesilence to ask her a question with which she would provide a short answer and the silence would resume.The whole ride was like this and she would stare out the window in awe at the beautiful lightsdecorating the street lamps as they passed. She never noticed that he was watching her the entire timeuntil he placed his hand on top of hers. Startled, she looked down at their hands, but didn't sayanything. Instead, she smiled slig
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