Narcissism.

There's this guy that has a face blessed by the Gods. He's cute, he's sexy and he has a pure sight. He's really tall, and skinny, and he has a style that I love. There's this guy that has an incredible personallity. He's funny, everybody wants to have fun with him because he's always on the mood to go to party, to go out, to have a nice time with others. There's this guy who feels stressed as f*ck. He feels the pressure of the wolrd on his shoulders. He needs to be perfect so he can pleasure other people. There's this guy that doesn't give a fuck anymore. He has come to a point that he only wants to pleasure himself and do whatever he wants to do. There's this guy who has become a fighter for others, for himself, for nothing and for everything. There's this guy who has always been someone, but each day becomes someone else. There's this guy who fears the future, but so did in the past and nothing could stop him. There's this guy trapped in a mirror, trying to escape and spend the rest of the life with himself. There's this guy, that I love.