I love you because you’re a beautiful combination of faults and likes and I love that you had to go through what brought you there. You wouldn’t be so fascinating and interesting without those experiences. I thought it was cute that you had this misguided thing that turned you on so you had to do it. I felt your loneliness when you were building up the deceitful life you built up for yourself, the sadness that was there when you were getting it. I didn’t think twice of loving a man who drank so much alcohol he lost control of his functions because I watched my daddy drink until he would just sit at the kitchen table and cry in despair. You bring so many gifts to the world despite those feelings that make you drink that way. You are the most beautiful creature that God has created and I would just love to shower and wash you from head to toe and pleasure you the way you know I can. You’re beautiful because you have all these cracks, turns, and experiences on you. You make this life livable for the rest of us. Don’t you know? You’re beautiful to me in all ways love.