Ohhh Oh Oh Am I Different.
If you ever get a chance to meet me, you won't see soeone else like me is al I can say. Butthe same is for all of us. But somehow I think i'm in my own league. For most of my life I've had a wandering brain, a mind that stuck its head up in the clouds imagining while everyone else was going on about the world and all that they thought important in it. Now that I'm older, head is still there, but i bring some of my thoughts and ideas back with me. I also brought my enjoyment of painting my nails (which need a fresh coat) and wearing make-up (only dark, like black, purple, blue and red if thry have it) and dace paint. I also enjoy taking pictures and tweeking them to suit my tastes. But my favored of all; is my enjoyment for writing. I have people who think I'm gay, or a *** (don't ask. Funny things I do at work) been labeled a Goth and a Satanist (the Satanist part is a bit iffy. Don't know if that's a rumor or if someone really considers me one) But all in all, I'm me. No one else. Not you, or your sister, your brother, or that old *** lady walking to slow as f*** down the street witrh that rocker (Move it lady you gonna get hit!)
I am simply me.