A Letter to A Hipster Wannabe

I'm done, I cannot stand when people change for the worst. I hate dumb fucks and especially not being told the truth. Have fun with your clone looking friends, I’m crossing my fingers and hoping this is all an attempt at a scheme that lead up to Halloween.
I have had it with all the importance you give to others' perceptions of your fake ass identity.
Your high regards for looks and appearance are lame; your attempts at it are really sad and obvious.
You were blessed with a working brain for a reason, all you have to do is try to think for yourself and not let others do that for you. Try to stay informed and think before you act or speak; start caring for yourself, and most important listen to those who have been there for you in the past.
The warning signs are more obvious than you realize, heartbreak is bound to come your way.
We have seen it coming, it is going to be bad, just look at his past.
You denied the warm embrace, which was once offered to you; no one is going to help you out of this one. Do not expect to be able to fall back on those who actually got to know you and now you've forgotten all about (along with your identity).
Before it is too late, come to realize how wrong you have been acting.

One last piece of advice before I completely give up on lending you a hand:
Try to find all the pieces of yourself you have lost on the way to the present.
Until you realize this, you will remain weak, sad, incomplete, alone and unhappy.
I can tell that you have not found yourself, much less, what makes you happy.
Find out what makes you, you. Then embark on your own search for happiness instead of looking at what makes others happy to fulfill your unsteady identity.
You are a shapeless glass, undefined and without boundaries to hold any identity, morals, standards or happiness. Find who you are, find your own unique shape. No one can tell you who you are or what you are, that is all up to you.

Ps: If you can relate to any of this, I dedicate this to you.