Angelique Silvestre
I can describe myself with a few words, I'm someone who's not capable to fell in love, not because I can't find someone to fell inlove to, but because I'm someone who's not ideal to be with.
Whenever I look at myself in the mirror I always wished that, what if I have the perfect face in the world? Will they ever like me?
It's too hard for me to fall inlove, and it's too hard for me to moved on too. I'm stuck in an illusion, in my own world where I'm someone who is too angelic for this world, and too perfect for this world.
I'm aware of my imperfections, and flaws.
But sometimes it's too hard for me to accept it, and I hate myself for that.
