You're not better than anyone else because of the car you drive, the expensive hair cut you have, the post code you live in, the sneakers you wear, the clubs you go to - the friends you have who run the clubs - who dj at the clubs - who take photos at the clubs. Because of the bands you know, because you take photos at gigs. You're not better because of the job you work, the amount of drugs you take or because you have a chest piece and sleeves!
It's fair enough to say that there is people out there with nice cars, shoes, tattoos, live in the 2000 or 2011 and happen to be friends with the dj and the photographer, but im also going to assume that they dislike the fakes that try to muster in on their parades?
I'm sure that there are people out there not following their passion and dreams just so they can share in a piece of someone elses popularity. I bet it doesn't even phase them, where as everyone else is critiquing themselves for improvement and trying to find their calling. They just happily fake something they're not, and they must know there not the main event, right? or are they that stupid? because if that is the case, i wish i was that stupid.
Do you think in 10years time people will be impressed when you tell them how gone you were at 77? hot damn? nevermind? home? bang? what ever your place is. No, they won't, they'll want to know about your thoughts and ideas of the world, what it is that makes you, you and what goes on in YOUR mind not in the person your attempting to clone's.
It's really only this year have i noticed that the real world is just one big high school...except the girls and boys have stepped off the wall at the dance, and learnt to fuck.
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