admit it

_{ADMIT IT:
Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance and vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs,
you know nothing about art or sex that you couldn’t read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine.
Prototypical non-conformist, you are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo.
You adhere to a set of standards and tastes that appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges,
giving a thumbs up or thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art.
Go analog baby! You’re so post-modern!
You’re diving face forward into a antiquated path, it’s disgusting, its offensive, don’t stick your nose up at me.}
lyrics by Say Anything.


CIGGS ARE GROSS. If you smoke, congrats, I don't care, don't nag me about it.
smoking is not a trend. so if you think you're more hip than anyone because you do it,
you need to smoke more.
kill yourself faster.


<3