<3 to the power of n. Where n is equal to the number of times I’ve masturbated while thinking about you.
I never really know how to answer that kind of question.
I’ll simply respond with, “I am very well thankyou. What is up with you?”
(via exploreration)
Self awareness is simply the knowledge that we are all just characters in someone else’s theatre.
Everywhere anyone that knows what hipsters are look, they see hipster; like some sickening distorted sixth sense. They are now some sickening pre-pubic child stuck in a horror story with Bruce Willis that are about to face a revelation that they could have never figured out by the first half an hour of the film.
But they never ask themselves, why are there so many hipsters out there?
Having spent the night at the back of a gig, suffering the stifled intensity that the super-eager “front of the giggers” managed to enjoy the fresh jigglings of the giant speakers that would be far too practical for domestic use, I have come to the opinion that hipsters are the disease that people have to suffer due to their own inanity, oppression and ignorance.
It is my opinion that hipsters are the people that were stood at the back of the concert hall and turned round and were at the front of their own gig. They are so “Already over” the new best thing because they have had to suffer the inane preachings of the plain and non-hipster a thousand times over. Hipsters are the result of the culmination of the disenfranchised, though they are beyond the group of people that just get pissed off at Pop Idol.
Where you were happy at the iPhone’s standard camera, hispters want to take it a step further. They want to use the iPhone as a tool to go beyond what they were offered with the modern utilities of photography. Where the lomo, the zenit, the zorki weren’t enough, they want more and as a result, the acclaimed Hipstamatik was spawned, much to the frustration of everyone who has to put up with their postulations as to whether their super flashy flash goes well with their not quite fish-eye but more cubic lense go well together in these lighting conditions!
So everytime you want to criticise a hipster, just think back to every time you bought clothes that didn’t QUITE fit right from your overpriced, one size fits all super branded store. Think back to your sony camera experience that didn’t allow others to express themselves in their multi lens fashion. Think back to every time you quashed the opinion that didn’t quite factor in all your world views. Post Modernism dictates that consumerism defines an individual’s personality. Just stop getting pissed off that the personality that consumerism has defined through non mainstream mediums differs to yours. Their pretention is simply proportional to your narrow mindedness that pushed them to the fringes of silly woolen hats and faux vintage pedal pushers.