Intelligent people struggle with addiction. Their minds need more. They have obsessions nobody around them shares. Philosophy. Astronomy. Dostoevsky. Jazz. Quantum physics. Things they know deeply. Things they've gone so deep into that anything else feel like small talk. And small talk feels like suffocation. So... they drink. Work until 2 am. Doomscroll until they're numb. Because there is a gap. A gap between who you are and the conversations available to you. And it's one of the loneliest places a person can live.
โ i wake up every day more confident in who i am
โ i wake up every day knowing everythingโs working in my favor
โ i wake up every day surrounded by proof of my power
โ i wake up every day knowing i always get what i want
โน i am so photogenic / videogenic
โน cameras love me
โน i look good in every angle
โน all pictures of me come out flawless
โน i look like an angel on camera