Irony.

I don’t understand it when people say they like music ironically.

It doesn’t make sense. You either like something or you, really, just don’t.

Have we confused that childish, joyful laughter and smile accompanied by a skip in heart beat and a jovial surge of energy when we hear some new magical music? If we laugh at something new, does that mean we only like it ironically.

You don’t learn the lyrics and obsess over something you like ironically. You like it, dude. It literally makes you happy.

So, maybe just go on liking the shit you like and fuck what other people think.

 

 

 

(Listening to Weird Al. Unironically. Which I’ve decided is a real word. Also unironically.)

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