The party. Tuesday night. We end up in someone else’s hotel room. The Smiths playing, as if that is entertainment. I am surprised. Most of my peers don’t know quality when it hits them, they only know how to go to the mall and buy things that are popular. Sheep.
It’s sad I put most of [...]
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I went to a lot of punk rock shows senior year of high school. Never with Kate. With other people. Usually Amy. I had a lot of anger in me at the time after Kate and I broke up. I would leap into the pit, dive off the stage, wear steel-toed boots so I could [...]
