I'm good enough. I'm smart enough.... Now, who is that mysterious cat in the wall staring back at me?

"And doggonnit, people like you!"

when i joined the worst cult i was in, the cult leader had us look in the mirror every morning and say "good morning [my name] you handsome brute, don't you ever die" and like that was probably the only good thing that happened that cult. but it was a good affirmation, i still think i'm ugly. one of my modeling gigs was for those awful wedding expo bullshit magazines so i can't be that ugly, but you know dysphoria.

My cat used to grooom himself in a mirror. He would also stare at everyone inside the house I used to live in.

Does she have a calico savior complex?