well let me tell you this, I am shamelessly self-involved. I spend hours in front of the mirror, making my hair elegantly disheveled. I self medicate with drugs and alcohol to treat my extreme social anxiety. you are a faker, you are a fraud. you don’t impress me, you don’t intimidate me. proud of myself and the loner I've become. you're free to whine. it will not get you far. why don't you bow down, get on the ground, and walk this fucking plank. when I'm dead I'll rest.