“If you’re going to fall in love with me, don’t fall in love with my Sunday best, don’t fall in love with the way I look or the way I dress or my sometimes fakest smile or freshly done hair. Fall in love with the imperfectness of my body, the way it widens or shrinks quite a lot around my hips and how I will never have that perfect figure and how I honestly don’t care. Fall in love with my impatience, my jealous moods and the times that I don’t feel anything at all and fall in love with how sometimes I act like a child whilst other times I can be the most mature. Fall in love with my scars, my marks and all the things that makes me far from perfect and fall in love with every part of me, both good and bad, and especially with all that I consider a flaw. Fall in love with me as a whole or don’t fall in love with me at all.”-(EJ.)
