Listen. Cut your own hair. Dye it blue, then shave it off when you’re bored of it. Wear that outfit with those shoes. Paint your nails with all the colors of the rainbow. Get that tattoo. Go to the movies alone. Get coffee, then drink it at that special place you like. Mouth the words of the song you’re listening to on public transport. Put that thing on your wall. Bake. Draw. Dance in your underwear. Life is so much better when you don’t give a fuck
this isn’t 100% punk but dude down to it this is the essence of punk
So for my AP United States History class we have to write a research paper; my topic is the gay rights movement in America. Today I began reading one of the books that I chose as a source
And I opened it up to the dedication page and found this
And if you don’t think that’s one of the sweetest and most romantic things ever then get out of my face
i was gonna make a joke about how the massachusetts candle probably smells like a drug deal in the dunkin donuts parking lot but then i checked and it legitimately smells like dunkin coffee i’m done
and i was going to make a joke about how the illinois candle just smells like cornfields and wheat fields but then i too checked and it literally does
me: what does the maine one smell like… snow? lighthouses?
website: fresh Maine blueberries,
me, looking down at my clothes stained beyond recognition from hours spent blueberry raking: *whispers* of course……
checked arizona just for shits and giggles and it smells like SAND goodnight
Washington is Cherries, coffee, and rain. Accurate.
You have no idea how pleased I was to see that there are two California candles. One for North and one for South. Oh and they seem to also have special ones for Los Angeles and San Francisco!