i am in love with myself.

this is not a recent realization. i've been in love with myself for as long as i remember.

this is a confession. i am telling this so that people who are trying to put me down by trying to tell me i'm no good would know that they would never succeed.

i'm sorry miss meow...if i were someone with very low self-esteem, you'd definitely have a much easier time twirling me aound your little finger and treating me like a remote controlled dolly. however, your tricks and antics won't work on me. i am not the least bit intimidated by your pompous speeches that sound so nice but are actually just full of air. you bluff, i know. a lot of times. i can tell and you even confessed once. your words have no substance, just rants and useless chatter. a babbling brook is full of bubbles...hahahaha...

but you do deserve an applause. you paint very vivid pictures of your glories. you are good honey, i must admit, but not as good as you would want all of us to believe. you are not better than the rest of us.

i love myself and so i know what i'm worth. i'm good. so goodbye, go and suck someone else's energy. maybe someone who's willing to cling to your "greatness" because they can't be great on their own.