Fuckin' Perfect

Another song on my playlist of Random Shit That Makes Me Feel Better is Pink's 'Fuckin' Perfect'.

I'll post the lyrics at the end of all this, but the general idea is that even though you've fucked up, you're still 'fucking perfect to me'. This is epic, people. Epic. 

I'm currently hovering around 103lbs and fighting on-and-off anorexia. I'm not sure what you'd call that. Anyway, this whole thing started when I lost control of my life and needed to have a handle on something. So I decided that I was going to control my image. At one point, if I had to eat something one day to appease somebody, I'd work off 150% of my total caloric intake. I could see all of my ribs and all of my vertebrae and I loved it. 
     Another fantastic thing about starving myself to control things was that it allowed me to punish myself at the same time. I was addicted to hurting myself for a really long time. I'd cut myself, force myself to not sleep, and now starve myself because this was punishment for every bad thing I'd ever done, said, or thought. Hell, I still fucking kick myself for things I did when I was like 4. It's not right, but that's the way things are. 
    Anyway, I've done a lot of shit in my time. Alot of weird, fucked up shit that has hurt me and other people. But that's the past. I'm trying to get better now. I'm having trouble getting back to eating normally, but I'll get there. The point is this: we're all human, we all make fucked up mistakes. But just so long as we're trying, we're fucking perfect. And we're gonna be fucking ok. 

Pink- Fuckin' Perfect

Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated 
Misplaced 
Misunderstood
Miss knowing it's all good
It didnt slow me down.

Mistaking
Always second guessing
Underestimating
Look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Fucking perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect to me

You're so mean
When you talk
About yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head

Make them like you instead
So complicated
Look how we all make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game

It's enough
I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Fucking perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect to me

The whole worlds scared
So I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking
Is an ice cold beer

So cool in line
And we try, try, try
But we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time

Done looking for the critics
Cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans
They don't get my hair

Exchange ourselves
And we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?

Why do I do that?

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever feel
Like you're less than
Fucking perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect to me

You're perfect, you're perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect to me

Hang on,
Ness