Most of me, yeah.
Hon, you're beautiful. Don't ever forget that.

Most of me, yeah.
I, for one, love your goatee, not to mention just about everything else about you. Specifically, you haz dreamy eyesMy dislike of all things me is well known. I've never liked anything about myself, physical or otherwise. As for particulars, my goatee-thing is one. It's never looked the way I wanted it to (whatever that was) and, in so far as I can determine, is despised, disliked or simply frowned upon by everyone who knows me. T'will have to go completely for medical school interviews (as the admissions committees are shallow, appearance-oriented twats) so I may not need to worry about it very soon. Should just shave it tomorrow, I guess.
Losing it brings up something else I've not particularly liked. I look fairly young with it and, without it, I suspect and have been told I'd look no older than 15. Can't tell whether I full-on hate or simply don't like that idea.
I've never liked my stomach, the belly button in particular. It's not that I am weighty (the opposite, in fact); I simply don't like either of 'em. All the boys I find myself attracted to look nothing like me in that respect.
I could keep going but no-one wants to read that and I have an essay to write. 😀
I've got more chins than a Chinese phone book. 😱