When I was little I used to love drawing vampire fangs on characters in comic books and stuff. Not sure what that made of me now, but otherwise, I colored in the lines, and I guess I do so today. In my head I don’t color any lines, but I’m guessing I’m not the only one. I’m also guessing it’s very rare to see an individual apply what they really think in their life and in their environment even if it’s something that wouldn’t get you arrested.
I don’t color in every single line though. Some pictures I just don’t care about, and if people don’t like it, screw it. Talking about everyday stuff like mannerisms, socialization or what normal people are supposed to do on the weekend. As far as greater subjects and issues go, I may go every which way, but other than just having an opinion it isn’t anything I often have a chance to be practical about, if ever.
It’s not like I’m outrageously different or rebellious, far from it; mostly I just can’t be arsed about a lot of things, since I don’t see the value or worth in them. That doesn’t mean they don’t have any of that stuff, it’s just to me, they don’t. So why should I bother? It’s probably not a very good way to live, and it’s also pretty conceited on my part, and as a point, I prolly just proved that I color in the lines much better than I think.