Edgy, edgy, edgy.

For some reason, I've been rather edgy all day.

I don't know why, not really.

Maybe it's the coming of the sun. I'm not used to it, not after such a long, dark winter.

I like the dark.

People always ask why I wear so much black, and it's hard to answer. They say it's depressing; I say it's mysterious. They say it's hot, but it isn't, if you don't stay out in direct sunlight.

It is, though. Mysterious, I mean. A little confusing and something to be explored.

That's also why I never wear belly shirts or low-cut jeans or anything that really exposes a great deal of flesh. Mysterious. Something left to be discovered.

I like mysteries.

Go fig.

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Rosie.

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