The inability to admit you are wrong is better than chocolate cake.
The fact that you cannot communicate your ideas in a constructive manner is awesome.
You are completely incapable of forgiving anyone, including yourself. Well done!
It is surprisingly refreshing that you are guilt-ridden, selfish, and compulsively afraid of death.
The hard lines of division and separation you draw are a work of art.
Your selfish pursuit of personal pleasure, comfort, and gain is absolutely beautiful.
It’s pure magic the way you subtly hate your body, pretend to love it, and then project on to others your own physical insecurities.
Your insatiable appetite for things you do not have is a wonder to behold.
Your preoccupation with past and future events, and your complete resistance to accept things as they are right now is just peachy.
Your inability to love is lovely.
Your complete hatred of all things different is like a blossoming rose.
The fact that you cannot laugh or even smile brings great joy.
If it could even be said that you have a single flaw,
it would be that you just can’t see how truly perfect you really are.
I’ve always loved you.
