I am not perfect.I say stupid things sometimes. I have scars left by people who did me wrong. I am a little crazy and probably won’t change. But I make one promise, that if I love you, I do it with a full heart.
I am not a perfect person. I have many bad points that many people probably don’t like or they are not happy about me.
That’s understandable and I don’t blame them. Simply because I don’t meet their expectations, and I am not in accordance with their standards. For them, I’m not good enough to make them love me.
I also know that there are a few who genuinely like me.
They feel my good qualities. Because I’m always honest with everyone and with myself.
The good things in me, though small but sincere, are not fake at all.
