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I acknowledge and respect other people's taste in music, but one day this girl I kind of hang out with grabbed my mp3 player. Genetic was playing, and she told me I don't listen to "good music" and I need to get rid of everything on my player. That's what I fucking HATE. I'd rather be a tightass snob that likes moderately interesting music than a goddamn snob that only listens to My Humps and tells me, free of irony/sarcasm, it's the best fucking song of all time.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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