I’m not like other guys. I’m different. A lot of people don’t understand me, but that’s ok. How could I expect them to? It’s not easy to figure out a complicated person like me.

I like books. Not a lot of people like books anymore, but I’ve never really been one to follow the crowd. I guess a lot of people think I’m ‘weird,’ but that doesn’t bother me. I prefer to think of myself as alternative. Quirky, if you will.

I’m really into music too. I guess that’s just one more thing that makes me different from everyone else. Even when I meet people who also like music, they never really get my style. I’m into more underground, indie artists like Vance Joy and Ed Sheeran. You’ve probably never heard of them. Most normal people don’t have the emotional depth to connect with their music the way I do. But it’s ok, I’m just different, that’s all.

I guess I’m just your average queer, cis-gendered, Irish-Welsh (with 1/128 Native American in there somewhere) millennial. But I’m not into labels. I hate when society tries to confine my dynamic personality and identity with something so mainstream, you know? That’s why I hate calling myself a ‘vegetarian.’ I’m just a guy who’s in tune with the global importance of preserving the lives of animals and maintaining a healthy personal lifestyle. ‘Vegetarian’ is just so offensive.

I may be a small-town Ohio boy, but that doesn’t mean I can’t write poetry or take black and white nature photographs. Because I can. I guess I’m just full of surprises. Most guys wish they could be popular, but I’m comfortable the way I am. I don’t have a whole lot of friends. They say I’m, ‘insufferable,’ or I, ‘talk about myself too much,’ but that’s just because they don’t get me. I learned from a Tumblr post that I might be an introvert (which is super rare, I’m assuming). I keep to myself a lot and people just don’t understand that.

Society says I’m supposed to make friends, but no one really matches my aura enough for me to spend time with them. There are a lot of things wrong with society that most people don’t get, but because I’m mostly off the grid, I can see its flaws. I don’t buy into pop culture like the rest of the brainless guys my age. The only social media I have is my blog, ihaveablogwhichmakesmebetterthanallofyou.imtheworst.net (check it out if you want, or don’t, doesn’t matter to me). I use it to document my private thoughts and feelings about the world. Just quirky stuff you wouldn’t understand.

So yeah, I guess I’m just writing this to say I don’t need to be, ‘normal’ in order to be happy. All I need is some bubble tea, a copy of The Great Gatsby, and some Riptide playing in the background, and I’m as happy as any popular kid could ever be. I may be different. But that’s just what makes me, me.