❂ unusual girl.

— I wasn’t talking about it in that context.

What content you talkin' 'bout it then?

These kids, right? Once they paint their nails and know that Britney wasn’t the first to sing ‘I love Rock N Roll’, they think they know everything.

So true. Thank god you walked into my store, I was beginning to lose my sanity. Music is music, it ain't got no sense or label on it. I'm just being my funny self, people take themselves too goddamn serious.

I’m sorry, but I’m afraid you are wrong… the Smiths aren’t punk rock. Post punk with a bit of new wave maybe, but not punk. And I wasn’t walking towards the alternative section, but the indie section where they actually should be. 

What's with all of you kids undermining my authority? I work in a goddamn record shop, I think I'd know. And if it were in the wrong section, it'd be because my bullshit boss ain't got no sense. So, are you gonna buy something, baby face toddler, or are you gonna stare and continue to argue? I really don't care. Music is music, it ain't got no label in my heart.

"First of all, fuck you. Second of all, you’re wrong. They’re not punk rock, they’re post pounk at best. That’s like saying Radiohead is death metal. Morrissey doesn’t go around wailing to hard riffs, an entirely different genre and they are alternative rock. It’s all subcategories, that working here, you’d think you would know the difference. Punk rock? Against me! is punk rock. Laura Jane Grace possess the distinct anger and hardness in her style that Morrissey lacks. He croons. Just because you’ve listened to How Soon is Now about fifteen times doesn’t mean you know shit. What’s next, are you going to call the Cure Gothic rock?"

Fuck me? Listen, dollface, you want to come in here and be the queen of music, that's fine, but you ain't got no sense to argue with me, not when I've grown up on this shit. You got something more to say, you get the hell out of my record store now. And by the way, Morrissey himself didn't classify himself as anything at all, if you did your research, but other members of the band, like Johnny Marr, legendary guitarist, said he and Morrissey wrote for the punk kids on the street that ain't got no where to go. Morrissey wanted no label on his back and that his sound was up to the interpretations of his listeners, and to me, he brought the crooning to the punk world. Punk, rock, it don't matter. It all beautiful music in my head anyway. Respect yourself to not say such words and be so rude in my store. So you either buy somethin', or you take your ass out of my store.

Emotion is what makes you human, Charlie. You need it. It means you can feel joy, happiness and fall in love. You can make dumb jokes, do dumb things and just be stupid. It’s in human nature. 

True. If you got no emotions, you don't got life inside of you. I just think I'm one of those people who's got too much life inside of her that she can't contain it and it gets her into trouble. What about you?

Little ones got a spark in her, I like it.

No spark, just sense is all. Been around and around and around the block, had a lot of experience with guys like you. You don't get through the shit I've gone through and not interact guys like you, kiddo. Not uh.

Why would I want to see another face when I’ve already seen the reason that Angels created war in Heaven.

That was … deep.

I can’t help but be fancy around a pretty face.

Wait - what? Monsters don’t exist. 

Monsters aren't always monsters. The real ones worth being scared of are the ones inside your head.

Everyones a little fucked up, it’s the ones that say they aren’t that you need to worry about. You calling me little would be so redundant, I’m like, 5 cms shorter or something. 

I never knew I could be so sore

Not something you should probably say out loud there, sport, without some more content.

"This is getting out of hand. One, what the hell were you thinking multitasking with not only eating a burger, but buckling your seat belt as you drove in the meantime? Two, this damage sums up to at least three hundred bucks, and lastly, I don’t want to catch your sorry ass over here in a similar situation as this one again. Mickey D’s can wait.”

Hey, buddy, danger is my middle name. That's what they call me. Danger Kid with a Beat Up Car That Runs Into Things When She's Hungry. That's me. I refuse to let McDonald's wait, okay? It can't. It waits for no one. 

"You know, even I like a little time to myself without constantly being summoned or interrupted. What the hell is it that you couldn’t wait?"

Whoa there, gramps. Just asking if you dropped your wallet on the ground. Are you Peter Hale? Seems like a more appropriate name would be grumpy cat for you there, mate.

Don’t patronize me with your smug cat ate the canary face. 

I’m not. I’m not a wounded puppy. Nor am I a puppy. Human through and through. You are right, though. You’re not being overzealous, TBH.

Oh, you've got me so convinced there. 

I was just looking for a gift for someone - geez. 

Don't look at me like I just wounded you, little puppy. It's fine, I get overly sensitive about my Smiths. It's just they changed music and the punk genre at its finest, but whatever. That's just me being overzealous.