you always didn't like your looks, you just thought why can't you be like other girls?

today you, as usual, stood in the bathroom in front of the mirror, and complained to yourself about your appearance. you saw yourself as the ugliest girl, but your scaramouche boyfriend didn't think so. he saw you like a queen. a waist showing curves, excellent hips, a thin face, thin, fragile and delicate hands. suddenly, your boyfriend Scaramouche came into the bathroom.

perfect as always..