Oh for the love. NSIL just tweeted the following: I will always be disappointed because I aim for perfection, which has already sparked one of her male "friends" to respond with: You are perfection. Just yesterday, one of her female "friends" wrote: NSIL, Sorry this is random but you're like the prettiest person ever!!!
Please, someone mail me a spoon with which to gag myself. If NSIL isn't just a mini-me version of her putrid narco mommy, then I don't know who would be. I wish people would stop falling for the narcissists' pity-party-look-at-me bullshit. It's all drama people! Put your brown noses away and run straight for the hills. You aren't any more special just 'cause you kissed the ass of a narcissist.
I mean, let's talk about this: I will always be disappointed because I aim for perfection. Well then. I guess you're in for a pretty miserable existence. But oh wait, here come the compliments, just rolling on in. Superficially, that will fill up your vapid little head just long enough to let you forget that your mother doesn't love you, your brother will likely never talk to you again because he's chosen to fight the dysfunction and you haven't, you have no real friends, you're empty inside, and the only way you will survive emotionally is to shuck your emotions forever. Well hey, that's a recipe for success right there!
Okay, now lets move on to the fact that all you do is talk in useless generalities, spouting off cliches on twitter about perfection and disappointment because you're so desperate for attention that you're going insane. Let's talk about how you spend your days mimicking your mother (yeah, now there's a success story) and relishing in your disappointment so that you can soak up all the narcissistic supply that comes your way after making such claims.
Let's talk about who's perfection your supposedly aiming for. And what the hell that even means, really. Perfection in what capacity? Oh yeah, you think "perfect" means "skinniest bitch with the longest hair, fakest tan, biggest tits, and emptiest eyes." Well. I hate to tell you honey, but you'll likely ALWAYS be competing with your mommy if that's what you think perfection is. It's a bit like you're chasing your own tail, or else you're chasing rainbows. You're not dealing in reality, if you know what I'm saying, and you likely never will. You're not, like, the prettiest person ever!!! cause like, your mommy wants to think she is and you'll never live up to her standards.
Why can't you understand that, you twit? You're just living your mother's fucked up vision for you: Like, Mommy will always be disappointed in you because she also aims for perfection and you ain't it.
Snookums, grow a pair. You've officially reached attention seeking whoredom in my estimation.