When you get this reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications
Ooh! Five things that make me happy?
1. Music at a terrifyingly high volume (it’s basically my life, it inspires new worlds, it pumps my blood, it keeps me ALIIIIIIIIIIIVE)
2. RAINBOW SHERBET!!!
4. The internet! (Cliche, but it’s super important and because of how much it helps I’m connected to tons of people and things that keep me smiling)
5. Writing/Art (cuz they often overlap for me lol)
I’m off to try and send this to the last five people in my notifications!! Thank you so much! 😊
Some advice (largely for myself, but steal as applicable):
1. Don’t support celebrities or athletes unconditionally. Appreciate them for what they do, enjoy their public images, but always keep in mind that they’re strangers you don’t really know and they could be capable of anything. If you go all-in on someone, you’re likely to end up hurt and disappointed.
2. Don’t believe everything you see/read/hear online. Who is the source? What are the facts? Does the person telling you something have a religious, political, personal, or financial interest at stake? If anything, be MORE skeptical of information that confirms an opinion you already hold, because you’ll be more inclined to take it on faith.
3. Anyone who tells you that it’s wrong to seek truth or factual evidence in any situation is either a zealot or a salesperson, and either way, they shouldn’t be trusted.
4. Chill. Take your time to decide what you think about things. If it doesn’t involve you or your friends or family, you don’t need to have a fixed opinion five seconds after hearing about something. Step back, get more information, and let your opinion evolve as you learn more.
5. If you want to make the world a better place, start with yourself. In the end, the only things you control are your own words and actions. Bullying other people doesn’t help anyone, and if you want to see less hatred, intolerance or violence in the world, don’t put it out there yourself.
I’m not here to rag on hipsters. I don’t even get hipsters. But I will rag on the style ghouls who may be lumped in with hipsters and those eerie neckbeard types who will wear a Bart Simpson T-shirt with a fedora, who don’t seem to understand how the hat completed an outfit in the first place. If you don’t do the full outfit, then the hat becomes the equivalent of a maraschino cherry you’re eating out of the jar with your fingers. It’s not the accent on the sundae – it’s the reason you cry when you’re alone.
If I wear my hat today (which I never do (and it’s not a fedora, it’s a trilby)) with my trench coat, I almost have to stop and beat myself up when I pass reflective surfaces. I’m a walking Internet cliche. I’ll only ever do it in a full suit, because at least then people assume I’m going to a funeral again, and not Comic-Con. And that also means I’m generally actually going to a funeral – or, on some very rare occasions, a job interview. For the most part, the hat is just an accent in my closet gathering dust, daring me to wear it when I haven’t shaved so people can ask me what I think of Warhammer.