You told me so many things in a week. Many of those things involved you telling me I was pretty or other words. Now you try to convince me that my flaws are just me being unique but, I don't see it as that. I have to find my flaws or else someone else will. You tell me to see it as I want though. For so long i have thought so bad of myself. I have tried to thing i was pretty. It has always failed. I just don't think I can ever think good of my self. I hope I am not alone in thinking bad things about my self.
