Social media keeps me sane...

Professional procrastinator. You mad? Stay mad.

Jk... Be happy.

Hipsters.

I cannot stand the hipsters. I hate that they feel obligated to push and force their little bit of knowledge on every subject down your throat for no reason. I hate their snobby attitudes and their I Knew About It First mentality on everything. WHO GIVES A FUCK IF YOU KNEW ABOUT IT FIRST?! OH, THAT’S RIGHT… NO ONE. NO ONE GIVES A SINGLE FUCKING FUCK. FUCK YOU.

You know what’s funny? I listen to music no one has heard of. Well… Sorta. I like all the vintage antique looking shit they like. I like photography. A lot. Although I try not to show it… I LOVE the way they dress… I love being in random little coffee shops. Anything other than Starbucks that is privately owned I like. Everything they like, I like. I’ve been called a hipster plenty of times by friends. Were they joking? Who knows… They apparently see stuff I don’t. Whatever. Anyway… That brings me to this:

Am I an undercover hipster? Oh god… oh my god… omgomgomgomg… Maybe I was accidentally put in this body. My style of anything doesn’t match the hipsters’ style. But, I like everything they like. What if I was meant to be put in a very hipster body? Ew. I mean, if you looked at me, you would be like, “Wtf. What a douchebag. Look at him in his little Yankees fitted hat. What a Vans-wearing douche…” My style does not match theirs at all. I guess it’s just guilty pleasures…

Tue May 29
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So at what age is it that girls come up to me asking me to bang?

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I notice everything.

And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

(Source: dinhtheresa, via omgitsjamiealex)

Mon May 28
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Never gets old.

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Had to explain to my dad what "indie" and "hipster" are...

*watches movie with no real ending*
Dad: well those are hours of my life I'll never get back!
Me: haha I told you this movie was indie!
Dad: No it's not.... What's "indie"? like "indian"?
Me: LOL no, it's also a genre of music. I guess... it's like something hipsters would watch.
Dad: What is "hipster"?
Me: . . . uhh. Um, it's... a new stereotype.
Dad: like, goths and cheerleaders?
Me: Yeahhh. They listen to music no one has ever heard of--
Dad: I did that!
Me: ha, yeah but.. they dress in flannel and have saggy hats and thick rimmed glasses... they're like, free thinkers, kinda.
Dad: I don't know...?
Me: they're like... i don't know either.