how is it that some people expect you to be perfect, when they themselves aren't clean of flaws.
how is it that some people can whimsically throw in accusations that they themselves are guilty of doing.
how is it that some people can judge your personality to be unpleasant when they aren't all candies and butterflies.
wake up, and realize that you are one of us! the imperfects, the people with flaws. but hey, ain't that life? life cant be about you being up there all the time, it can never be a faultless one at that.
leave your ivory tower and experience the many imperfections of life, which by the way, makes it more perfect.