The warning labels people give themselves are almost always true. "I'm selfish." "I'm an asshole." "I break hearts." "I leave." When you like someone enough, you ignore the label, laugh it away as some coy joke. In time, you learn.

Now, perhaps they weren't true. Perhaps taking a label causes it to come through from their possibilities, like star sign traits. Thinking along these lines, I've decided. Enough with warning labels. I'm going to lay claim to some positive tags and hope that they're true or will come true.

I'm kind.
I'm funny.
I'm friendly.
I'm creative.
I'm energetic.
I'm supportive.
I'm enthusiastic.
I'm a hard worker.
I'm fully at ease with sex.
I command a legion of darling robot monkeys.