Ines Kovacevic

Being an involved member of the interweb, oftentimes to a ridiculous extent thanks to the amour-propre of Twitter, inflections of a past era arise when stepping back and realizing that there was once a place that exuded the same feelings of acceptance, amicability, general dislike, identity frustration, and obscure curiosity.

Don’t smile. Wear your sunglasses at night, when it’s raining, when you’re with someone more important than you. Spend $234 on a T-shirt because you saw it in Flaunt Magazine. Wear black. Look at people with a confused but slightly offended face when they ask you questions.