I wonder if everyone thinks the way I do, or if I am just a complete oddball. Part of me hopes that I am different but a different,small part also longs to fit in. Maybe everyone is an oddball but then, does that just make us all the same? This is what has been in my head today. I used to want to conform to the ways of my friends and now I know that if I am just myself I will have better friends. I think I have found my ulitmate best friend, someone who knows all of me- past, present, and, I suppose, future. It's hard for me to share all of my life with people because my past is not all pink and perfect as I wish it would be. Parts are rather dark and ugly and I am afriad to share them with just everyone. Today, while walking aimlessly around a mall I learned that there is someone out there for everyone. Whether that someone is a best friend, a lover, a family member, even a pet- it does not matter. There is someone in this world who loves you no matter what and understands you. Unfortunately I also realized that we, as humanity, don't always let those people in to our lives fully. We don't even take the leap of faith to give those special the oppertunity to completely understand and love us. I will have to take that leap.