wise words, florid moustache

Being normal, sincerely sucks

People say i have strange tastes. Why? Because I prefer Rock or Metal to Hip Hop or that sort of commercial crap? Or because I dress up like I like to dress up, and I don't give a damn about what's in fashion? Because I don't have any Make or dress-up app in my iPod? Maybe I'm not that sort of girl. And maybe I'm proud of it. Because honestly, those girls who can only think of "OMG I gotta buy this, everybody has it and i don't!!" or "Oh no! I'm running out of ways to make-up my face! Now people will see how I really am! NO!", kinda piss me off. There are much more relevant things in this world. Okay, I like to go shopping and buy clothes, I'm a girl. But I also worry about more important affairs, like the Amazonas, or Japan or whatever goes on in the world. The poem When hell takes over heaven says something about that. Don't try to understand it's meaning, because i don't think you'll be able to find it out. If being weird means not being like those dumbass girls I deeply dislike, then thank you for calling me weird. Then, I'm proud of being able to say I AM WEIRD.