I’m sitting in the diner with my son and I’m realizing that everybody in the world is just putting up with each other. We’re all broken, abused and imperfect in some way or another, its just how much we want to accept in others – that’s the problem.
I’m sitting in the diner with my son and I’m realizing that everybody in the world is just putting up with each other. We’re all broken, abused and imperfect in some way or another, its just how much we want to accept in others – that’s the problem.
Yes, and I think when we can accept imperfection in our selves we can accept it in others too.
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