These pictures of “punks” just cuz they have mohawks and leather jackets doesnt make u a punk, Punk is not goth, punk is not emo, punk is definitly not hippie, Punk is not just the sex pistols,
i dont even know if punk is even an “attitude” because every punk i know is different. You know your a punk when you KNOW you are a punk.
I hate people who are too punk rock to mow the lawn.
Punks can be for peace, punks can be for chaos punks can be for just living your own fucking life.
People may be different but i know a fucking punk when i see one.
and just cuz you see another punk doesnt mean you just GOTTA be their friend cuz your both like punk rawk rite? fuck that, most of the time when i see that person that lives this life and has that “attitude” that guy that knows what is fucking up, i walk past, maybe nod, and keep on with my life, cuz we both know what the fuck were doing and can just go on living.
I may not look PUNK AS FUCK anymore, cuz i only wear my mohawk down, and i dont always wear band shirts(cuz frankly there expensive) my dr martens have been handed down to me, and my band shirts i made myself, I just like to wear red stripped tshits and thats good enough for me.
Im done with looking fucking crazy. sick of people at stores pointing,talking and laughing, i know i look weird, even today people still look at me and im in what i call “normal”
when your really punk you just do what you do its not for anyone else. not to impress anyone else(unless u wanna look damn sexy and wanna get some sex that night, cuz of course u gonna look good all done up)
im not punk cuz my parents grounded me. fuck yeah i was rebelious but not through punk(thats where the piercings came in) now im 20 still live at home and i love my mom and dad.
your gonna hate your parents until your 18 thats just how it goes. try and understand them for once, put yourself in their shoes. its hard raising crazy ass temper tantrum kids who think they know everything.
but yeah just do it for yourslef npt so people stare. this rant went from one thing to another, i hope someone understands this. if not maybe i just grew the fuck up…but im still punk rock
SO, went to dinner with my boyfriend for my birthday(wed btwturning20) and we went to a nice Thai restaurant, awesome right? NO.
Our waitress seemed cool,(our age?) had tattoos, seemed like she was happy that other “normal” kids like ourselves came in, (it seemed really boring otherwise) so it was pretty cool she said some funny things, we giggled, shed leave.
We continued eating laughing about our own shit, she came back asking if we wanted more rice, we said yeah.
When she came back she started talking to us, asked what brought us out, said we wanted to try something new and it was my birthday dinner/date, she apologized and asked if she was intruding, i said nah, we’ve been together for like 7months(nothing new, not a date date) BIG MISTAKE
She started talking about tattoos FOREVER, it was so awkward, u cant eat with your waitress standing there talking to you, so like dinner was done and we stopped eating because SHE WAS STILL THERE.
Her boyfriend is a tattoo artist and she was trying to get buisness, she even showed us pics of her boyfriend’s tattoo work on her phone, they wernt impressive.
We got shit to go, didn’t even get desert she didn’t even offer.
Totally ruined my birthday dinner, I was really looking forward to that and she took a dump in my curry IN MY FUCKING CURRY!
My boyfriend said he was sorry and was sad that i was upset about my “ruined dinner”
I hate it because were both so passive we couldn’t ask her to leave us be.
Seriously who the fuck thinks that it would be cool to bother your dinning customers about shitty tattoos, I’m sorry work is boring but I’m a date with my boyfriend and we were having a grand time before u started talking.
Fill my water, ask how everything is doing, fill my water, ask if we would like desert(WHICH SHE DIDNT) give us our bill, say have a nice night
I never want to go there again because of her, and it sucks because the food was really good.
Scott bought me ice cream and we had sex twice today….so that’s good, and just being with him made the night amazing, at least he suffered with me. whataman
(i hope she doesn’t have tumblr because i would feel horrible if she found this)
i like u and wanna say hi, but i dont know how to do that other than posting this shit, cuz i dont understand this blog shit other than posting pics of stupid shit/myself(same thing) but i wanna say i miss ur “about me section” saying “i am a 16yr old girl who acts like a 16 yr old girl” its what really grabbed my attention, but u are neat, plus i liek that u just dyed ur hair black, cuz i just bleached mine, i find that funny. thank you for reading my tardedness and following me, i feel so special, and i like that ur honest awesome