This makes me think of my mom. When i have done something and i tried my hardest, she says i cant try my hardest because i have to be perfect. This drives me crazy. I dont like being perfect. I get straight A's and one B? She says im awful. I just feel so pressured to be perfect that i just break because i know im a dissapointment.
.This is how it starts- a deathly cold- a freezing from the inside out- and then you start to crumble away until nothing is left but that pale sickly blue. Until you've been inverted. And then no one can save you.