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Hipsters......
Fuckin Hipsters.......
Even hipsters don't want to be called hipsters because its to much of a label but they do want to be recognised as hipsters because its whats-cool but that makes them not want to be known as hipsters because everyone else is being a hipster but their hipster style is original to them but so is everyone else's bla bla fuckin bla.

Those fuckin glasses, sweet Jesus, those horrid fucking glasses. Do you need them? Christ no! Please, please leave them alone. I am going to start wearing hearing aids that don't actually work and fake prosthetics too. Arg, your hair looks stupid, your clothes look stupid, you sound stupid, you are stupid.

The reason I mentioned them lot ^ is because I was just looking on the usual comedy picture sites tickld, failblog, etc, for a good laugh and I noticed they have now moved beyond just comical pictures and stuff. Like most things in this world it has become a competition, why was the picture created? Comical? Clever? Meaningful? No, it was made so your picture would appear on the "HOT" page or have the most likes so that you could get the most followers and you would be, in your own little world, in your corner of the internet, a mini celebrity. Your wit and comedy, depth and understanding would be admired by all those pseudonyms and falsities from anywhere else, as we all hope to be noticed in the ever-churning, ever-changing race of life. All the trends change so fast it is actually impossible to keep up with them if you are not glued to the internet 24/7.
Everyone has to prove that they are as cool as they say they are by posting photos, showing evidence of funny texts they sent, witty retorts on facebook. Have to show how much of a NERD or GEEK they are.AND that they all did it before everyone else and that it was cool.

Well... I am here to say that I DID IT BEFORE IT WAS COOL, I PLAYED IT BEFORE IT WAS COOL, I WAS WITTY BEFORE IT WAS COOL.
But it wasn't before it was cool, it was before it was COOL. When I did all these things they were cool and fun and I fuckin enjoyed them. I didn't have to boast and parade it around in front of everyone, I did it because it was who I was. I don't have to have a picture of something whats-now-called Retro, or some paragraph about old tv shows to remind me that "GAR SHUCKS, AH HAD A GUD CHALDHUD" I use my memory, I talk to my friends and we look back and we laugh, hahaha - like that.

ONLINE GAMES! I don't want to sit miles away from my friends and play games, I want to sit together and actually converse and communicate and touch them if I really need to.

I don't look for recognition in what I do but I appreciate it when I get it. I do nice things because I want to, I do what I want to do because I bloody want to do them.
But should I? Do I want to be recognised? Do we all just politely step back because we don't we make a fuss? Those people with pointy elbows and bad manners get everything before us, our country is run by bullies and we stand in the queue's waiting to be told off.

We should stand up and be heard!... well,... maybe when its my turn I will... here we go... I JUST WANTE.... oh sorry, no, no you can go first... yes you were behind me in the queue but I am not in a rush....right... I JUST WANTED TO....what? that last guy was given everything he wished for and all he opposed was righted and I get?.....nothing? there's nothing left? ok....I will just go and join another queue.....hmm? They have all stopped? why? ...Oh the last guy was greedy and rude and took everything from everyone and he is now in charge... I'll just go sit in the corner.

But I still feel good about myself, I know I am a good person and I don't ask to be commended on what I do, I don't even mind if nobody even reads these, its a bit like a online pensieve. Blloooop bloooop. I hope they make that noise when they are added to.
Thats all for now,

Be nice for the sake of it. And be you for the sake of it.
I don't even read back over these things, it probably doesn't even make sense..... ah shit.

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