Self Description: I am young, innocent and pure. What is youth? Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.

Comments: Nobody is perfect, if you are so perfect I will be scared away. So if would be cute if you are honest enough to show your shortcomings I hope that I can meet you then you can hold my hand walking in the moonlight, the sea of the flower.