Fans that I meet, they’re like me, they have this optimism to them. They’re smart enough to know how brutal the world is and they know all the ugly words for all the things that are bad about everything, but they’re compelled to want things to be better. They want to be happy. They want to like people. They want to hug people. They oftentimes don’t know how to do it. And they have a lot of stories about how they failed to do it right in a world full of people that know how to hug people and take it for granted. They are misfits that are proud to be misfits, but at the same time, desperately hunger to fit in because it feels good.
Source: allthingsbrightandbold
