I am me, I be that I me.
I am so me I make it look easy (it's not really).
Veni vidi vici, Angelic Strawberry, and unicorn spit.
I'm so me - my ego is jealous.
The depth of my 'me' is so vast, that reading my "about" section on Simbi causes you to spiral into solipsistic lunacy and existentialism, possibly even changing your name to mine and earning a complementary restraining order by the real me as I stand up and sue slim shady for false advertisement.
This does not mean I'm self diluted. In fact I can't even see what me is without a reflection.
And somehow things just got profound.
Okay for the akashik record - I obviously don't ever know what to say in these things. Ironically I imagine someone out there in time is reading this thinking "He's so full of himself".
Which is funny because if you actually read it
I didn't compliment myself one time. Not once.
I just said I'm me
you don't even know me 😂