I've always looked around and pretty much knew that I was built a little different.
I'm not the most normal type of person there is.
I wasn't like most girls.
I'm a weirdo.
The point is, I'm weird, but I never felt weird.
We wanted to define her, to wrap her up as we did each other, but we could not seem to get past "weird" and "strange" and "goofy." Her ways knocked us off balance.
I have a great need to learn what the norm is by dealing with what is not the norm... with the grotesque and the fantastic.
At the very least, my tastes are out of the ordinary.
Normalcy is not interesting.
If to be interesting is to be uncommonplace, it is becoming a question, with me, if there are any commonplace people
