I'm a perfectionist.
I hate it when things not going as I wanted to be.
Or even not according to my stardard.
But I'll take you whoever you are.
Your look won't bother me, because I happened to see you from the inside.
Sorry if I had dissapointed you.
And yeah, I think I like you.
It's allright, you can laugh now.
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