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I hate when people tell me I’m perfect 
It makes me cringe 
I hate when things are said that are so strikingly untrue and meant to be a compliment 
Falsities aren’t a compliment
It bothered me the first time you said it 
I didn’t understand you like I do now 
I pushed back and you seemed amused 
You love to watch my dissent 
The times after that I started to hear it differently 
Looking back it’s actually one of the things you said to me that I think about the most 
I came to understand what it meant
Perfectly me 
Perfectly fucked up 
Perfect for you