I'm perfect. Do you agree?

Some people don't like me because I have it together, and they get angry at me because I have a fabulous life, but did they do anything to help me get this life? No. They just sit around on their lazy behinds and complain and blame me for their woes, but what does that have to do with me? These people are crazy! Some of them aren't in their right minds and take medication, then they say it's my fault. Maybe if I didn't have such a great job maybe I would have time to help them, but I don't, and if I did, who would take care of me? I love myself. I love helping people, but I have to help myself first. It's not my fault these people ruined their lives and now want to point a finger at me because I'm doing good. Forget everybody else. I'm doing my thing, and if people don't like it, then too bad. I'm tired of being criticized for being perfect! My boyfriend says I'm adorable. He thinks I'm perfect, too. My parents are intimidated by me. They let me do whatever I want. Everywhere I go people notice me. I get lots of attention because of my flamboyant style and fashion sense. Lots of people want to be my friend and follow me around. I can't help it if I'm a great person. I'm very active. I'm always busy. The Bible says an idle mind is the devil's workshop. I'm sure I'm not the only one with this problem. I always look perfect and people like to stare at me. Some people hate me because of this, but they don't realize how hard I work to create the perfect image. I pay close attention to form, and painstakingly work out every detail. I love being perfect, even if it does attract a lot of enemies. People like to stare at me because I'm beautiful. I like looking good. Once my brother embarassed me in public and I slapped him. He's always trying to take my shine. Whenever we go out in public he takes attention away from me. Everytime I have something he takes it, because I'm perfect. Why else would he want it? People try to distract me from my perfection and are perturbed when they cannot do so. Sometimes being perfect is a burden. People have such high expectations of me. I can only do so much. It's not my fault I'm such a wonderful person. Did I tell you that I'm perfect? Well I'm wonderful, too. I'm an opinionated person and I always get my way. When someone is in my way I politely tell them to kindly get out of my way so I can do what I came here to do. It's hard having the kind of life I have. I suppose it is somewhat of a sacrifice. I work so hard. I love baking cookies. When I cook the food disappears. I drive a huge car and I live in a huge house. I don't mean to brag, but I enjoy a lavish lifestyle. When you have money, why not spend it? I'm an esteemed person in society. People respect me. I have a wonderful life. Don't hate me because I'm perfect.