I'm not perfect and I think nobody in this world is. I think we are wonderfully imperfect beings. Many hate me for what I am, because nobody can please everyone, but that is why many will love me.
I understand who I am, what my defects and virtues are. And despite all that set of imperfections, I love myself because I'm the only person capable of judging and criticizing me, but at the same time, it's me who knows how to get ahead when I fall.
I have learned from life everything that I know and what I am. My body is my temple and I try to have everything in harmony. I have nothing to hide or pretend. Nor do I seek the approval of anyone. I only live my life in the best possible way looking for my happiness.
