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 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 like guys who don’t like me back. I stay up late watching television. 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.