They’re Going To Write Awful Things About Us.

- @andywarholsays

Sometimes I say some things. This is one of those times. And here’s a few things.

It’s better to listen. “Two ears, one mouth.” I’d actually rather listen.

I have a Twitter account. I don’t tweet too much.

I read.

I read what everyone says.

What they care about. 

And to tell you the truth. In real life.

The people who don’t tweet as much or at all.

Are amazing.

Move in silence, people.

The revolution won’t be on the internet either.

But it might start here.

you’re never to old or too young to learn something new

Men lie, Women lie.

Numbers don’t?

Since when do we care about the numbers!?

I didn’t buy The College Dropout for the record sales.

and I sure as hell can’t tell you how many records Bun B has sold in the last few days.

(..Oh, he has an album out?)

Not everyone is a music connoisseur.

If you love it, listen to it.

If I don’t usually talk music with you, 

I probably don’t care what you think about an album.

A song, maybe.

This goes for most women. 

Most. Not all.

They usually don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about.

They’re just thirsty.

yes, it’s the guy from “pump it up"

It’s okay to say you don’t know.

Ask questions.
Question everything.

try something different for a change

Everyone wants attention for something.

Shit, even cats want attention once in a while.

But bringing attention to yourself for the wrong thing is ridiculous.

I don’t give a fuck what kind of phone you have unless your a techie.

In which case please contact me, I’ve got some questions.

I don’t give a shit what shoes you have on unless you really know your kicks.

I know plenty of people who have footwear collections that you wouldn’t even dare compare.

No one remembers the days when flashy cats got robbed.

Your parents will tell you.

It’s as if moral codes and innovation are fading.

they should be scared of us

It’s a shame. I know people who are so talented.

Educated. Creative. Athletic.

Astonishing human beings.

That get over looked on some bullshit.

It’s like High School all over again.

Except, I’m no longer enticed by the Popular kids.

They’re fucking boring.

What are you about?