It was a question I had worn on my lips - for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling -despite knowing it could all unravel around me. Do you love me? I ask. In your hesitation, I found my answer. Lang Leav.
Yep... I tried to fit in when I was a kid, but through the years I realized that I am not supposed to be anyone else but me..I am weird, eccentric, and sometimes downright odd...but I am one in a million and beautifully and wonderfully made by God. :)
Though that's mostly due to me not daydreaming so that no one sees me making weird faces at the thoughts in my head. I know for a fact that on occasion I make really angry faces and I don't want anyone thinking I'm mad at someone who is real.