Envy

When I write about people like Puff Daddy, Mariah Carey or hell any marginally talented actress/singer/rapper it is really because I'm envious. There is a piece of me that is truly envious of people with that sense of delusion that have no qualms about proclaiming their greatness for all to hear while their faults are clearly on display for those of us that live in the real world.
I mean here I am going to the gym, drinking water and eating cottage cheese at the point of a border line psychosis just to look average and still have major issues over this little bulge here, or that little bulge there. Then I have someone like Snoop Dogg, which no disrespect Snoop may just be the suavest mo fo on the planet, but he must be high when he is referring to a Sexual Seduction. When Diddy keeps repeating of his greatness when clearly he is of average, well everything. When I see girls that clearly should not be wearing that, whatever it is they chose to wear, let's say that tubetop, or that eye makeup, or shit both. I'm envious of that I don't give a fuck, this right here is the shit attitude because I did not get that gene. I was too busy waiting in line for good vocabulary, punctuality and occasional good natured attitude.
I need a vodka tonic, this is bullshit.