AnarchoHopeful

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

cocktail recipe

i like how the ^_^ emoticon doesn't even have an upturned mouth. goes to show a smile is all in the eyes

Its so fucking hot

If you can't take the heat then get out the heat

absolutely not im no quitter

taps sooo politely on the glass of my enclosure. let me out

"you can't be punk, it's just not possible" has sincerely become my stance on punk. it's just not possible

The only thing that's punk is arguing about what is and isn't punk

there's nothing punk about semantics or classification actually. it's just not possible

this post made me angry so i went to listen to my FAVOURITE PUNK ALBUMS that i have on CASSETTE (the punkest medium) but i couldn't find them. they were gone. i tried looking them up but the names turned to meaningless fluff in my mind as i typed. it didn't feel like it meant anything anymore. I tried to remember what they sounded like but could recall nothing. I'm saying the word "punk" out loud to myself but it just sounds like noise. I'm not sure i'm even saying it right. was it ever real?

it's just not possible