It's 3:15 AM right now. I stayed up so I could read.
I've been reading The Perks of Being A Wallflower.
I want Coffee Shop friends. Friends who will sit and listen to a record. And when I say record, I mean a real record. Vinyl. Friends who will have conversations about art and music. Friends who express their feelings, and understand your own, and don't judge you in any way because they feel them, too.
With my new friends, I'm as close as I've ever been. We have books. Kate introduced me to Chinese. I have a feeling she'll be the one to introduce me to coffee. I want to drink coffee. (I know, it's odd, I've never had coffee before.)
I just . . . I don't want to always have to smile and laugh around people. Emotion is good.
But not when that's all people do. Some people only talk about themselves. Some people breathe drama. And that's not the kind of person I want to talk to. I'm forced to work with some of those people. I was asked out by one of those people. I was "thanked" and congratulated for not saying yes. I never said no, either. I just avoided it. I can't say no to people. So, I just spoke empty words until the whole topic drifted off.
Anyways, I'd like some people who are very Indie. Not Hipster, I feel like Hipsters try too hard. Indie. In my mind, Indie is the natural version of being a Hipster. True to yourself, you like what you like, you like obscurities, but you don't flaunt it. You *are* it.
Aurevoir
January 20, 2012
- January 20, 2012
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