Being weird adds spice to life. Having weird friends just deepens the flavor

If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would probably melt under my tongue.

In time she said, "I love you, Oddie."
My voice was thick when I replied. "I love you more than life.”
"We'll be okay," she said.
"We are okay."
"We're weird and screwed-up, but we're okay," she agreed.
"If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would melt under my tongue. But you-you're cool.

She could not trust people who wore all their "weird" on the outside. It left so little within to discover.

I like weird. Conformity bores but is inescapable for the most part. We all follow something, even if it is following the goal of wanting to stand apart. We are a sea of ordinary people; it is always the quirk, the flaw or the ingenuity that stands out.

I'm too wacky for most weirdos. Who am I to judge?