No one can ever be this kind of cool ever again.
I wonder how many times a day they thought, “holy shit, I am fucking amazing.” Probably never, they hated themselves.
I just finished reading Patti Smith’s Just Kids, and although she remains modest, se can’t help but names all the guys she dated, hung out with, and everyone that wanted to work with her. She truly lived the dream; moving to New York City at age 20 and just becoming an artist. You can’t do that anymore. At least in New York City