I know I’m not perfect. That’s why I don’t look for perfect. I look for real. I’m looking for somebody who is just as confused about life as I am, and hopefully we can figure it out together. I’m looking for somebody who’s been hurt before, because I’ve been hurt before. Hopefully we can heal each other. I’m looking for somebody who still believes in love, “old love”, “we’re in this together love”. So I can prove to them that it still exists. So they can prove to me I’m not a fool for still believing.