i don't get complimented on.... actually i get complimented a lot.
there's nothing really that i wished i got complimented on, but don't. maybe on having a clean apartment, but that wouldn't be a compliment, that would be a lie...sadly enough. although it really is pretty clean at the moment.
my mommy and daddy gave me reason to believe while i was growing up that they were big believers in compliments, and acknowledging things done well, not just things done wrong. as a result i almost always had/have good self-esteem and a lot of confidence. they were sure of me, and so i am sure of myself. it's a nice feeling.
picture from here
when i saved this picture i saved it as wall flower and it made me laugh...
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