Damn Hipster Scum
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Disclaimer: Most of you are really attractive and not scum. Actually it's got nothing to do with you, it's me not you.
You are not the import car or your rims. You are not your Topshop fashion or your undercut. You are not your vintage satchel. You aren't your latest graphics card. You are not the Camel cigarettes or the Woodstock & cola. You are not the obscure bands or the eccentric books. You are not your Cannon camera. You are not your university degree. You are not the amount of gigs you’ve been to or the amount of narcotics that you could inhale, snort or inject. You are not the promiscuous sex or the nightclubs. You are not ... your six hundred dollar suit, the infamous house parties, the rebellion, the TV show, the big day out, the sex, the drugs or the music.
You are a person trying to fit into something irrelevant to who you are. You are finding a place that feels like home, that feels comfortable, but are always changing, evolving. You are a son, a daughter, father, mother, you.
Don't lose yourself in the blitz.