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Everything that makes me feel unique and happy offline, I eventually find trending on tumblr, and then I question myself. Am I just an insincere conformist?
Not to say that I’m the first on Earth to appreciate these things, but more to say that I always felt my interests were not shared by the majority. My appreciation always felt honest, and I always valued that I stuck with them despite believing that most others didn’t share them.
- obsessing over Harry Potter
- crazy rants in my pocket sketchbook
- strange, nonsensical drawings
- making dreamcatchers/collaging shit for the hell of it
- what I thought was “unpopular” fashion
(which I now realize is VERY popular) - romanticizing tea and coffee
- romanticizing rain
- romanticizing pretty much everything I liked
I use romanticize in the original sense, meaning to deal with things in an idealized and unrealistic way.
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Oh my God. I just had licorice tea for the first time. IT. IS. THE. BEST. TEA. EVER. FUCKING EVER, OK?
