I guess I have always been a little pissed off at people for not appreciating enough the things I loved.
Many of us are, must be.
But I always had a quite specific taste.
Today I've been called a hipster and praised for my good taste in one conversation.
Not a common achievement, considering hipster is more of a pejorative term lately.
What I'm happy about is that I've convinced almost all of my friends about the artistic qualities of Lana Del Rey, one of my most favourite musicians. Shame no one gives a shit about Garbage, they're even better.
And TV shows?
Someone barely knows masterpieces like Californication, someone doesn't have an idea. But majority, upon seeing a trailer, decide it's not worth watching. Don't get deceived.
And finally, video games.
My dream is, that sometime in the future, I'll play Dreamfall with my girlfriend. It's great, dramatic, beautiful, better than reading a book or watching a movie. And it would definitely make me feel like home. Which I've been missing lately.
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