Sometimes we try so hard to make something perfect, when in reality it's the imperfections that make them beautiful. No circle cutters used here. Or maybe it's the calculated imperfections. That's what I tell myself about my bangs. Duh, they're suppose to be crooked. I think the poppies are my favorite, but there's a soft spot for the rural landscape up top.
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