What The Fuss Is All About

inthefade:

dextercolt:

use I said that I liked Vincent Van Gogh. Because liking something “mainstream” is so fucking banal. I also like to punch people in the face. Perhaps I should have shared that with him.

So do I, man.

And you know what?

I like Fallout Boy. I like Stephen King books. I buy clothes at Old Navy. I really enjoy Taco Bell and some chain restaurants. I couldn’t get through Confederancy of Dunces. I think Hemingway is boring as fuck. I love COPS and World’s Wildest Police Chases. I read celebrity magazines at the checkout counter. I fucking love Egg McMuffins. I like bacon but would not be heartbroken if I never had it again. I don’t care for art museums. I hated American Beauty and I hated Mullholand Drive more and I loathe Wes Anderson movies but I god damn love Star Wars and any movie but out by Troma and I listen to a lot of emo music.

If you think less of me as a person for any of this, if any of the things I like make you want to dismiss me or disdain me or look down on me or think I don’t deserve your presence in my life, that’s your right. And it’s my right to think that makes you a giant fucking douchebag.

I mean, some of my best friends like Twilight. And I’d still hang out with them any night of the week over someone who is going to look down their nose at me because I admire the work of Van Gogh.

30 May 2009 ·