— (via crystal-doom)

Indeed.

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— Donna Van Lier

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I lost .4 pounds after pooping. If I keep it up, I’ll look great just in time for summer. <333 LOL

Momma Prae looking at TiVo recordings, “POTTY TRAINING BABY SLOTHS? I know that was you, Emily”. It wasn’t even me. :(

I don’t understand why people diss on cider (IE: calling it a baby drink). It often has just as much alcohol content as various types of beer, it tastes better (to me at least) and why would I drink something that tastes worse? I wouldn’t eat off brand foods, so why should I lower my standard of alcohol? The only reason why I get beer is because it’s cheaper/don’t have enough money for cider and I want to get drunk. I’m not trying to pull a cider punx bullshit because all that “I do this and I’m punk” shit is stupid. Which leads me to my next thing: Why the fuck do people get offended when people bring up the “all punks dress the same” thing? The thing that’s stupid about it is that some people try quite hard to look the way they do, and spending lots of money on it (let’s be serious, how much have you spent on denim, leather, patches, studs, bullet belts, ammo pouches, etc.) to look a certain way when initially punk was a “not give a fuck/don’t fall into the blind norm”. It’s gotten to the point where a sub-group has been created and so you try to fit in so much into that.  And if it doesn’t describe you, then fuck it. People are stupid and say generalizations quite a lot. 
PS: Before anyone brings up the “you dress that way” argument, let me just say that I dress the way I do because I think it’s comfortable/it looks bad ass/makes me look like a bad ass. Plus it makes me look tough so people don’t know how much of a soft-hearted fool I am. 

Pardon me for coming off as an ass if it seems that way but “what stupid shit” life is. If I can complain about something minuscule to make myself feel better about the rest of my life, I’ll take it.  I’m frustrated so I’m being stupid. Whatever. Unfollow me. Send me hate mail. I don’t care. This is my blog, not some popularity contest/page you need to follow. No one should care that much anyway.