I am worthy of love and respect, and I love my face just the way it is.
Why do I see so much love in the world?
Why do I will my glorious escalation and ascendency?
I am capable of so much
I am proud of the person I am becoming
I can overcome anything I put my mind to
I am one of the most creative people in the world.
I embrace my flaws knowing that nobody is perfect
Why am I such a great friend?