and we all feel a simultaneous punch to the gut.
Punk’s not dead. Just exhausted.
Punk needs a blanket. Maybe some chamomile tea.
shhhh. small noises. small baseline solo.
one time I was walking down the street and I saw a guy dressed all up in punk gear
full denim, chains all over, spiky mohawk, like… the platonic ideal of punk. it was incredible. I was just staring at how perfectly this guy had dressed as punk as I walked
and as I drew closer
he looked around quickly to see if anyone was looking at him
he didn’t see me
and he went over to the wall
and drew an anarchy symbol on it
it was the most perfect moment in the whole world
We’re a team, aren’t we? And I’m so proud of my victors. So proud. You both deserved so much better. I am truly sorry.
I still can’t get over the fact this is a sculpture on the floor and not a car submerged in milk
Whether we ship CaptainSwan or QueenSwan, we can all agree to not Neal
have you located the cha?