basic

the other day i was hanging out with C and out of nowhere, apropros of absolutely nothing, he asked me if it bothered me that i was so normal, so basic. “i don’t know what you’re talking about,” i answered. “i’m fucking amazing.”

i’m a complex combination of well-founded insecurities and a healthy ego. (i think it just naturally comes with years of therapy and self-reflection.) i’ve got a solid grasp on my weaknesses, character deficiencies, but also think i have a least a little something unique to offer to the world. i am many things, but “basic” aint one of them…

^{image from From Wikimedia Commons}