True love exists...

I may be fake, bad, fat, ugly, mad, spoiled, lonely, stupid, arrogant and a weirdo but you my mom, u never judged me..
U know my darkest as well as d brightest side...
U know what I'm today and why I'm like this today.
I've made mistakes and I still do...
I know I'm weirdo and i apologize too  but u know m hurt deep inside when I'm not even sorry, coz u understand that silence n that guilt.
U have not just but been with me at my best but in my worst too..
U have even felt the deepest silence of my life and i can't thank u enough for that.
I know I've made several frnds in life; some r still there n some have left n some r going to leave me soon but I'm sure you'll still b with me not only coz I'm your daughter but because you know my journey and you've walked it with me.
I've always looked for being loved but never found someone, may be coz I don't deserve or may be its not in my destiny but you Mumma, you managed to tolerate me for 36 yrs now.
Everyone wants a perfect person/ partner but none knows that you've to make it perfect for you and if u can't, then you'll have to make it work for u if it really mean something to u.
We all have a story... But none can just guess the beginning or the end of a story by merely reading a sentence, you got to read it from the page one.
Thanks for your unconditional love n care and sorry for all the trouble.
I may not be with you all the time but I Love u d most... Thanks for not letting me alone. Love u 😍😘

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