For every identity which the Narcissist discards, they create a new one, which is usually the old identity starting from scratch in the hopes of getting it right this new time around. They move in a perpetual cycle of repetition.
“I know a 'face' where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.” William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
no one gave you the chance to be a shelf, or the encouragement to know thy self, how can you be true, if you can't see you? talking about the mirror about the cracked experession of yourself that you give to people because you are not connected to your inner self. Your true beliefs
Although these are very basic photographs, it shows the importance of angle. Simply by positioning the person and the camera a cetain way it brings out sections of the body larger and these two photos work very well with an unusual and unrealistic element.