i’m not perfect. i’m never going to be the prettiest one in the room. not everyone likes me. i don’t have guys all over me. i have breakouts. i eat snacks after 7 pm. i forget to do my homework. i don’t always get straight a’s. i don’t get a million text messages a day. i over-analyze things. i’m sarcastic. i sometimes offend people by mistake. i don’t know all the answers. but perfect isn’t everything, and it doesn’t mean i don’t need someone to love me for my flaws. i’m me.