People love people, although they're not perfect. They all have flaws, no matter how much love is given and recieved among one another. So, being people, flaws aren't loved. Flaws can't be loved. Only one being can truely love flaws, & he's not a physical being you can see, feel, or touch. How can he love the imperfect? Because he is perfection.
I tried to force a friend to tell me what they hate about me, why? Because hate goes two ways. One can't hate another without having the other hating something about that person. No matter how much you may love someone, you can't love everything about them.
I asked you what you hated about me too, you answered back with a question. My immediate thought? I thought there was an infinite amount of flaws you acknowleged, so you didn't know where to start. Maybe I was wrong, I don't know. Maybe sometimes I look down on myself too much.
But, what do I hate about you? I can't find myself to hate your loudness- because it makes me feel comfortable. I can't hate what you say- because it makes me laugh. I can't hate how you look- because you're pretty(: I can't hate your personality or where you come from- because those are qualities that make you, you. I can't hate what you do- because most of the things make me feel special, but I can hate what you don't do. I hate you not using your full potential at times. It sounds very broad, but I hate it when you're capable of doing something, yet you rush, or you say "fuck it" and give up; sometimes you don't even put any effort. I know that you have strong will, & pride too. I know that if you find it important enough, you put your whole mind into it and take action. How am I so sure of this? Because when I needed help, I turned to you and you put so much time and effort into helping me.
But I also like it because it makes me feel special; you're willing to do so much for me, but not other people. Hehehehehehehehe selfish.
But besides that, I can't find anything to not like about you. Obviously I gave this much thought, and maybe it's impossible. For others? Maybe not; that's them, not me.
Fact Of The Day: I got my first pimple. -___-;
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