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Mr. Perfect /Miss. Perfect



Everyone has this check list that includes all the things they wishes their Mr.P or Miss.P has.  Some get inspired by the various love stories they see or read wishing that their Mr.P is somewhat like. Caring loving, adorable is something that very common in these lists. We all have an image in our head wishing that one day it come to reality.

We all want to be loved; we all want to feel wanted which is very normal. But if you really want to find your true love then the first thing that you will have to do is burn that check list.  Love is that one thing you can’t plan so if you stick to that checklist wishing that you’re Mr.P or Miss P is a copy of your check list then sadly that isn't going to happen.  

A day will come when you will end up finding someone that you really love but you may end up losing them if you keep comparing them with your check list. Keep an open mind about how you approach things. That person may not be like you, be totally different then you ever imagined  but that is how love is suppose to be at least that is how I think my Mr P will be different  yet mine :)

Perfection is a perception,just as beauty is in the eye of the beholder" 

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