hippieness

I’m better than everyone. I kick ass at everything. The other day, someone cut me off on the freeway, so I sped up beside him and I rammed him off the road. Nobody is as good as I am.
Some people think I’m conceited. Oh well.
All my friends think I’m better than they are. Sometimes my friends ask “so how come you rule so much?”
One time I decided to play basketball, but I suck at basketball so I lost. Just kidding, I kicked everyone’s ass because I’m the best.
I own everyone at everything. There’s no use in trying to be as good as me because it’s impossible. There aren’t enough words to describe how good I am.
I AM KING. Everyone wishes they were me. EVERYONE.
If I weren’t me, I’d wish I was.
I love me.