Who invented the idea of pE r f E C tio N?

I am not perfect. I have yet to witness any object or person who is perfect. I guess the concept of perfection was derived from nature. Our constant need to please everyone and everything. Us humans are never satisfied. Either you're ugly and want to be beautiful. Fat and want to be thin. Beautiful AND thin but long to be invisible.

"I don't want to play sex roles any more.

I'm tired of being known as the girl with the shape."

~ Marilyn Monroe

I consider myself to be a happy person. But, God, I run so deep. I think too much. I obsess. And yet I have almost mastered not thinking and feeling. I guess denial is just part of surviving, meant for the crap in life that takes swings at you when you're not even looking. Can't do anything about it, can't punch life in the gut. This is when I drive with the window down, breath in the salt air, glance at the crazy ass sky, and know I'm OK.

I'm Sarah Jayne. I'm not perfect. I try my best (sometimes). And this blog will not consist only of flowers and puppies. I can't do happy 24/7. It would feel like a lie.