I stood naked in front of the mirror and I looked at myself and I said: "I love me. I love me for what I am. I love my whining aggression," you know, "I love my hideous suffocating self-pity, I love the fact that I'm a neurotic and that I demand the world's respect without having to do a single thing to earn it. I'm me. I'm special; I'm crazy about
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