unhappy hipsters


He is sad because his house looks like an elementary school. And all the children have died.



the simplicity of unhappy hipsters is part of it's appeal:

take uber-cool, modern people from the pages of dwell magazine & write the caption that COULD have been.




He tried to focus on the novel, and not how much his bedroom reminded him of a plywood coffin.





In search of a less bleak playground, the toddler pedaled faster.





He sipped his tepid coffee and pondered how to tell her that, in fact, the pants made the sack dress even less appealing.





Maybe naming him Rimbaud wasn’t such a good idea.






Trapped by the tawny palette, he struggled through yet another brown knit scarf.





It became their routine. And so the evenings stretched out before him: still, gray, and gravel-strewn.


1 comments:

Tiffany said...

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