"Before, every time I listened to Mercury, I could think of you. But now I can only think of you when I listen to Mercury."
You met me when I was unkempt, with a bare face, sallow skin, and pimples on my forehead.
But I know you didn't like me at the time. You only fell in love with me when I repeatedly clipped my curled eyelashes, my skin was flawless with concealer, my blush was applied on top of my foundation, and my lips were well-shaped.
Otherwise, you might not like me again by accident.
But I am stubborn and prefer you to fall in love with my bare-faced and unkempt appearance. You can't just love the flower that I have grown with so much effort. It's not fair. You must also embrace my struggling roots in the soil. But I thought about it again and again. I don't like myself without makeup and unkempt face. Who would like me?
Love is very complicated. I can't tell you what's in my love, but when they come together, what they outline is you.
Always believe that if your heart is simple, the world will be simple
ps: It is a story of a girl with low self-esteem chasing love. This article is presented in the form of a diary essay, so it all really happened. The story started on 2019-12-6. You must not have thought that I would write a book to commemorate you, right?
Purpose: Any girl with low self-esteem can love bravely