I'm sorry if my fake eyebrows and cosmetic lenses distracted you for a second. Because they aren't perfect. If somehow they bothered you because they aren't real, you can just leave and look somewhere else. Maybe I don't worth your time. I like to look better in photos, because I'm not as photogenic as you are.
I don't feel sorry if my sexiness has offended you somehow. Because that's made me who I am. Current environment has oppressed me to its limit. I need a better one to open up myself and express myself better. Not only in my writing, but how I present myself out there. When you can't take it, you have an issue. And deal with it!
You have made me happy. Whenever you are around, you always bring out the real and natural me. I started to realized, you are my skin. My world only comes together whenever you are around. We don't have emotional barrier, not to mention language one. But Mandarin has made me weirdo somehow. That day, you have told me I'm your best friend. I never thought I'd hear it at this complicated stage of my life. You are an unsung hero.
As long as I'm happy, and I never hurt anyone. I don't blame anyone. I don't fit the environment. I have to be strong and ride this out. Out of your sight and mind. Someday, I will say goodbye, and fly away.