Dear hipsters,
You are misunderstood by many.
Your feigned lack of enthusiasm is mistaken for asshole-ness.
Your lens-less glasses are NEVER mistaken for real glasses.
Your beard is mistaken for an animal.
Your American Apparel clothing came with pre-punctured holes.
Your knowledge on music and news is verbatim from Vice Magazine.
But I understand that you’re just worldly people who are much, MUCH better than everyone else who don’t understand you. And you don’t give one fuck. You don’t care if your hair is gelled perfectly out of place or if your jeans fit perfectly to show the shapeliness of your legs.
You're just God-sent to show the world how life should be lived: drinking PBR and smoking American Spirits while listening to underground bands that "like, probably no one's ever even heard of."
You are great people, and I know that if you cared you'd think I was great too. I know you don't because you're probably thinking, "I'd care, but like, why?"
......And that's why I love you. <3

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