12.03.02 - 1:33 a.m.
when you admire a certain person and hold them
to some impossible standard of hipness, cultural
awareness, intelligence, and you see the people that shaped their
youth, like highschool friends, and they all have goatees and bad shoes,
it feels like some kind of betrayal.
even if theyre nice and compliment your movie/book collection.
love
astrid.