narcissus, behold!
i’m taking the load of my shoulders tomorrow. i really love myself, you know, but living together with myself sometimes makes it hard to appreciate how great i am. i mean, when i get home to myself at the end of the day, sometimes i think i look a little drab, or the color has gone out of my cheeks.
but tomorrow, i’m really going to make it up to myself. i’m taking the day off from work and showing myself how wonderful i still think i am, after all these years. i’m going to buy myself flowers and bake myself cookies, and giggle with myself and snuggle up on the couch with myself. really take myself on a date, like we used to.
ooh, i hope i put out.