In the beginning of most of Lou Barlow's mid-90s bedroom recordings, he begins the song by saying "520." BITD, I had the chance to ask him why he did that and his response was: no reason. Lesson learned: you don't need a reason to do whatever it is you want. People who ask for reasons are either lousy conversationalists or overconcerned parents. Forget the why, focus on the how.
You're better looking than you think you are. Even if you have some glaring defect, like an Armenian schnoz that won't quit, you're still beautiful on account of being you. If you want to look like every other skinny cooch out there, then you might as well act and think like every other skinny cooch. Then the world will be overrun by skinny cooches and it'll be your fault. But really, if you want to be unique, you should look unique. It makes you more lovable, not less.
I've been out of college for 10 years. Ten years ago, I was an indie kid and I wore the uniform. Ten years later, the indie kid uniform, music, and scene have not changed a lick. Ten years from now, will the kids still be rocking the Converse, the tight shirts, and a sexagenarian Morrissey? I hope so. It's vindicating to know that the insta-identity I chose when I was young has some fucking endurance.
YES AND. No really. YES AND. Use it liberally.
If you're a girl in your twenties, quit doubting yourself and get out there and go for what you want, be it a cool job or a cute boy/girl. You don't realize the power of youth until its faded and/or gone. I can feel that magic slipping away from me with every passing day. With wisdom comes disappointment. Go do some crazy shit. At your age, society is still willing to forgive.
I don't consider myself straight. Or queer. Or anything. I deliberately reject any sort of sexual identity label. Who I kiss, fuck, or fantasize about is not social currency and I am so fucking sick of people trying to turn it into that. Being gay is just as boring and normal as being straight. I also believe that everyone is technically bisexual. But I'm against the label.
I always step onto an airplane right foot first. It's a dumb superstition. But I won't stop.
No matter how much you love the person you're with, they'll always lack something that you really want or miss in a mate. No matter how much you hate one of the past rejects that is rightfully out of your life, he or she will always have something you can't find anywhere else.
The American West was founded by adventurers who didn't have time to read books. The people who stayed east read books, founded universities, and began kooky social experiments like the Oneida Community. I guess that's why I prefer the east. I'd rather sit around and read a book than wagon-train my ass to Oregon and shoot buffalo.