This man is perfect He is flawless and thought of weakness is what pushes him to the edge. He would believe the things people would write about him. He couldn't believe the things people would say. He spent an hour in front of the bathroom mirror everyday. He would make sure every hair was the length it needed to be for him to part it ever so specifically. He brushed his teeth for two minutes and then he would floss and wash out his mouth with antiseptic. He dressed him self in the bathroom as well. Right there in front of the mirror. He would slide up his underwear and then his long Johns over them. The socks would come next. He would take four black socks and he would put one on each foot and tuck the bottom of his long johns in under the sock. He would then put the other two socks over this on both feet. He would put three swipes of deodorant under each arm and then slide on his thermal. Then he would pull up his jeans. The thermal would be tucked into his pants. Over the thermal he would button up a flannel and then give his body a jitter to loosen all the fabric into its place. He would then take one last look in the mirror and make sure his hair was still perfect and making direct eye-contact with himself you would find him mouth the words, "You are a piece of shit." And quickly walk about out of the bathroom.