I’m going to become hip.
Really, I think you can just decide this and make it come true.
Its my turn to decide what I want to be. And hipster is my new classy. I never had any pearls anyway.
I’m going to live my life and stop worrying so much. I need a little more reckless abandon.
There’s only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.