Unique

It has also come to my attention that I am thought of as "weird" and "odd" and "strange"...I like that. It has also come to my attention that I scare people...I like that even more. I like being strange and unique. I like having people walk across the street so as not to have to cross my path. It's nice because I don't have to act a certain way or go out of my way to accomplish such feats. It's just who I am.
I like wearing all black all the time (I think the color looks great on me). I like dying my hair cherry red and putting black streaks in it too (I think it compliments my skin tone). I like wearing dark eye make-up and dark lipstick (I feel like a smoldering temptress). Today is just one of those days where I can say I love being me. I'm not trying to sound cocky or conceited, because I am not.
Every so often, I stop and look at people and shake my head because it is so blatantly obvious that they are a product of the media and conformity. I am a product of myself. I do what I do because it feels right. I say what I say because I want to say it. I may not have a clue what I am talking about and I may not have any inkling of what I really want with life, but I do everything for a reason. Someday, I will know exactly why I do what I do, but at this point, I really don't care. I am no one else but me, and I absolutely LOVE that!