the right amount of leverage

Collection of a teenage hipster's favorite things. Watch out for crushes, fashion editorials, stars (the gassy kind and the gassy kind both), and the inner math team nerd.
February 12
bonerparty: i cant tell if this is a confident woman or a confused boy. i think it’s pretty odd that Wes Anderson movies have become so de-facto in our little enclave of our society. dating someone who isn’t into the whole Mumble/Sweater/Feelingscore is like dating someone with a desktop PC, or really bad table manners. it’s rather sad, because i’ve hung out with “normie” women before and they’re really nice people. they like shitty bands like The Fray and think that “Chuck Klosterman” is something you get from sleeping with guys with leather jackets. they’re nice people, though. i just know that we can never be together. we are too fundamentally different. she says tomatoes, and i say that i liked tomatoes better before “everybody else started liking them”. the only thing that overlaps normies and scene kids is Trader Joes, bad television, and the underlying reality that “i hate her because she owns a camera and calls herself a photographer” and “she hates me because i own a MacBook and call myself an artist”. on their side of the bro-coin is the ever popular but ultimately waning sport of “hipster bashing”, something that’s been going on for many years under the alternate name of “Real Life”. sure, you might call yourself a card carrying member of the counter culture, but if you trade out American Apparel for Old Navy, Wes Anderson for James Cameron, Pabst Blue Ribbon for Corona, you’ll understand that we are but the same people divided by a simple philosophy: scene bros embrace poverty, normal bros discard it. scene kids are nostalgic for the unremembered past, put off by the overwhelming sense of the present, and fueled by the mystery of what may happen in the future. normal bros view the present as the most important - and rightfully so. thats sort of it. now lets see. i forgot to include a joke in the last paragraph. did you hear the one about the hipster pizza? it cuts itself. did you hear the one about the normie pizza? it hates minorities. wakka. no but really, they do. at least that’s what i hear. (picture via mel829) What about adults?

bonerparty:

i cant tell if this is a confident woman or a confused boy.

i think it’s pretty odd that Wes Anderson movies have become so de-facto in our little enclave of our society. dating someone who isn’t into the whole Mumble/Sweater/Feelingscore is like dating someone with a desktop PC, or really bad table manners.

it’s rather sad, because i’ve hung out with “normie” women before and they’re really nice people. they like shitty bands like The Fray and think that “Chuck Klosterman” is something you get from sleeping with guys with leather jackets. they’re nice people, though. i just know that we can never be together. we are too fundamentally different. she says tomatoes, and i say that i liked tomatoes better before “everybody else started liking them”.

the only thing that overlaps normies and scene kids is Trader Joes, bad television, and the underlying reality that “i hate her because she owns a camera and calls herself a photographer” and “she hates me because i own a MacBook and call myself an artist”.

on their side of the bro-coin is the ever popular but ultimately waning sport of “hipster bashing”, something that’s been going on for many years under the alternate name of “Real Life”. sure, you might call yourself a card carrying member of the counter culture, but if you trade out American Apparel for Old Navy, Wes Anderson for James Cameron, Pabst Blue Ribbon for Corona, you’ll understand that we are but the same people divided by a simple philosophy: scene bros embrace poverty, normal bros discard it. scene kids are nostalgic for the unremembered past, put off by the overwhelming sense of the present, and fueled by the mystery of what may happen in the future. normal bros view the present as the most important - and rightfully so. thats sort of it.

now lets see. i forgot to include a joke in the last paragraph. did you hear the one about the hipster pizza? it cuts itself. did you hear the one about the normie pizza? it hates minorities. wakka. no but really, they do.

at least that’s what i hear.

(picture via mel829)

What about adults?