Is one’s company a reflection of self?
Do we choose friends we see to be like our selves, based on personal qualities of which we are proud?
Do we choose friends based on quality? What we find desirable and we wish we had ourselves?
In the same respect do those we hate the most often bear aspects we dislike or fear to be true about ourselves?
Humans are narcissists.
We are so arrogant.
Some say the Mona Lisa was a femine version of the artist himself.
We all want to be seen. You are no different, my leonardo.
We are so attracted to ourselves.