ché: an idea of perfection

Wendy: I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great!

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Wendy: I know most girls they get weak on their knees for what's beautiful, you know, that's all they see, that's all they want. But I'm not like that. I don't just see what's beautiful. I fall for the other stuff. I love what's not perfect. It's just how I am. 

I spontaneously hit pause button when I heard sentences above --which Wendy said to Xavier in the Russian Dolls. I was stuck for a moment.. Playing a memory in my head...

It's a memory about ché --my idea of perfection. To whom I was in love with --or interested in?? Hmmm... or obsessed to? Hwahahaha...-- in my fantasy. Yes! Fantasy gives us chance to escape from real life.. In low degree, it's permitted. But if it comes to higher degree, It'll be terrible and drawn you into any psychiatric illnesses.. *thank God I quit in the right time! ;D*

Smart, hard worker, respecting and loving and caring parents and siblings, currently studying abroad, good-looking, reflective writings, lots of friends, being able to bounce back from sad events by himself, and many more. Looks great, hah? In short, ché is an idea of perfection. But is something like this which I want? Is something like ché needed?

I know exactly the answer. It is BIG NO! And Wendy explained it perfectly.. Let me quote it once more..

Wendy: I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great!

[... ]

Wendy: I know most girls they get weak on their knees for what's beautiful, you know, that's all they see, that's all they want. But I'm not like that. I don't just see what's beautiful. I fall for the other stuff. I love what's not perfect. It's just how I am. 

I cant imagine if the person I'll be with is such a perfect person. I'm going crazy because I dunno what I should do with him, I dunno which part I can fill in. He can give everything until I cant give anything. In short, I'll have a big question "Is he need me actually?"

So, still hope for someone perfect? I have clear answer: NO!