I think the only thing I'm a pro at is being a poser.
Everyone seems to be an expert on one thing. You say you like sports? You immediately get super fanatics asking what bone the 1989 Seahawks coach broke his sophomore year in college. You like punk music? "You're hardly punk kid, you listened to MxPx's 1995 album on shuffle a total of one time I bet."
Seems like everyone's a fucking poser unless you're balls to the wall passionate about something. So I just keep my mouth shut and try not to get myself in hot water with any of the Nazis who would rip me a new one if God forbid I say I liked one Wes Anderson film but not another.Being a poser has never been romanticized for me, but now I feel like it's part of my identity. I'll admit I don't always know what the fuck I'm talking about because I don't latch on something I like so much to know everything about it, why would I? Takes all the fun out of liking the thing. What do you do, sit at home in the depths of tumblr looking for random ass trivia on baller niggas so you can pull it out on "posers" who just like to fucking watch the game on the weekends.
Well, fuck you. Call me a poser because I don't know your random ass trivia. I like a fuck ton of stuff. I don't care that you think I don't have a clue what you're talking about because chances are I didn't want to talk to you in the first place. Out common interests don't make us friends and you're the wrong type of asshole for me.
Be lucky I gave you the time of day to write this bullshit about you. I hate this piece.
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