I h8 when people say that I would hack myself.
This is a post where I try 2 explain what happened. Not sure if I can get into what happened 'behind the scenes' cuz I don't really 'get' how the internet works, but trust me it was complicated. Just glad I'm back doing the only thing I know how 2 do since I think I'm 'too special' and my mind is 'too beautiful' to handle a desk job.

Yall. I thought I lost everything there for a moment. Fortunately, I was able to get my blog back with the help of a lot of people. Special thanks to Jakob Lodwick, the Gawker technical support team, Michael Arrington, David Karp, the Connected Ventures IT staff, Sergey Brin, the bro who invented the HypeMachine, and the Computer Science department at Parsons for helping me get HRO back.

It was the most difficult experience of my young life. However, I'm back with a new lease on life. It's like u don't realize how much something means to u until it is 'hacked'/taken away from u. Would sorta be like ur facebook profile being taken away from u with some1 else controlling 'who u r' instead of urself. Not sure if that has ever happened 2 yall.

Carles is back with a new podcast which addresses many questions u might have about the hacking.
(Note: Plz believe me. Trust in me. Trust in Carles. The hacking was authentic. It wasn't a viral marketing scheme. Why don't u believe me?)

[DOWNLOAD NOW] (zshare link)

'be urself' - a marketing campaign 4 tweens against drugs created by Carles, Sr. in 19k81.

Previous Podcasts
http://www.hipsterrunoff.com/t/hipster-runoff-podcast

Feels good 2 be back, yall.
missed u
//learning how 2 blog again
//learning how 2 podcast again

Ask questions if yall have them and I will try to make sure that I have ur trust back. miss yall.

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twittering is for lonely losers who have no one to text message when they are standing alone and need to look at their phone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

CHARLES
IS
DEAD

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hello this is not your idiot leader charles. this site has been hacked. first of all, fuck you for reading this blog looking for some sort of analysis on culture and lifestyle.

i just wanted to get a few things off my chest. fuck all of the readers of this stupid site. do you realize that this site is complete garbage? what do you people even value? why do you support this site? Don't you realize he is just making advertising money off you?

you stupid fuck faces are just looking for the next big thing. but your lazy. get up off your a$$es and actually DO something. you probably come to this site because you think you're a creative type. but your lazy and stupid and only care about how things LOOK-not what you actually are inside. most of you people are just a bunch of misfits looking for validation for your lazy ways. the truth is that you are just like every one else. just like Joe the Plummer or any other stupid secretary working a temp job and wasting time on the internet all day

at the end of the day, there's more to life than trying to make your personal brand into a commodity. stop standing on the sidelines of life and actually LIVE. get off the internet. stop reading dumb blogs that write stupid mumbo jumbo about music and use quotations and the word "meme" too much. you are all afraid to live your life. you want it to mean something, but at the same time, you want every one else to feel more trivial than your life. i've got news for all of you--you're as meaningless as i am. but this retarded blog is the most meaningless thing I have ever read.

every one who has a blog is stupid. just a bunch of failed journalists trying to let their opinion be known. but charles is a psychopath. he doesn't care about the goodness in anything. he is just tearing down everything and making excuses for everyone, developing a terrible, terrible world view for people to think is 'cool.' i don't give a shit if you call it ART or if you call it social terrorism. it has to be stopped.

you fuckfaces will just keep reading this shit, and spreading these ideas. but the truth of the matter is that your all lemmings. i know this site isnt different from pitchfork or vice or any other bullshit glorified web magazine, but still, they arent as terrible as this blog.

fuck any one who reads this blog. you should be ashamed of yourselves and your parents should take away your internet for a year and make you live on the streets, just like me. you fuckers don't even know that there's REAL PEOPLE out there who are LIVING LIFE and MAKING A LIVING. you just want to sit there and gawkerfy everything. like i said, i am deeply disturbed by today's internet culture and the trends amongst the latest generation. every thing is like a mirror and every one just wants to reflect. they waste time on their bullshit myspaces posting photos and creating themselves. it's just fucking bullshit. waste of time. you spend so much time thinking about who you are that you don't even become someone. needless to say, with sites like this promoting that, this world is headed down the shitter. of course kids are gonna makes mistakes, but not if they are told that it is okay to make mistakes and that it is cool to act like a dumbfuck all the time.

all of the peopel who read this blog think they are smarter then every one. they think that Carles is some sort of genius who sees what is real and makes estute observations. the truth is that he is just a bullshit armchair fluff philosopher. u wanna read some real shit? actually pick up a book. Read some Salinger, or Kant, or Ayn Rand, or Richard Wright. even maybe Mitch Albom. you fuckers probably can't even read. you probably can't even read this post because you just come here to look at cool pictures and listen to shitty electronic music.

fuck all of you. you are all shitheads and one day this blog will be dead. the world will probably still be shittier, but i wont have to be reminded by inttellectual fucktards of this allegdly brilliant website thats so true and funny. if only you people could realize where you stand in the big picture. you are just lemmings who buy things and go to concerts and then learn to hate

there is just so much hate in the scene that we are tearing apart. i am deeply disgusted with whats going on in the world right now and because of sites like these, we are losing our culture because we are afraid to be ourselves. ive got news for all of you--our world is not going to get any better any time soon, and this website is not helping it. fuck music blogs, culture blogs, and blogs that post cool looking pictures. if you really want to save the economy, how about keeping ass hole millenials from wasting time at work all day looking at cool shit that makes them feel connected. that would save us like millions of hours worth of work if we just made you fuckheads work in the fields like the slaves that you should be.

but i cant fix this society, and i can fix years of parenting mistakes by your aloof parents. i'd just like you all to know that i am right, and i have a reason to believe these things and what I am doing has a cause. i have done more with my life than all of you and when i die, i will be happier than all of you because i won't have led a cowardly life.

fuck all of you. fuck charles, fuck this blog. im out of here.
you may think that this is just a charles joke gimmick, and he might even pretend that it is one after he contacts hsi blogger host. but i jsut want you all to know from the bottom of my heart that i fucking hate everything to do with this website and you fuckers are going down. trust me.

you are all fucking lemmings, and lemmings get led off cliffs because you don't have fucking brains.
fuck you.

'The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.'

Keyser Söze

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