You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
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You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.