Please look at me like I am made of star dusts. I know I am a mess; miseries were stitched in my fiber, skin and bones but I can feel, at least, wonderfully created if you do me that simple favor. Please tell me that you will stay with me despite my imperfections and sorrows. I know I am hard to deal with and complicated, but when you’re by my side, I can never be alone.

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