We are fucked up, some drugged up, teenagers. Big dreams with no fucks given, not living to be in heaven. We are punks.

   Often times I go around screaming “I love PUNK!”  People tend to believe that I am purely referring to the fashion, and/or music, and that is not the case. Yes I do love the style, and the music. However what I love most about punk is the meaning. Punk is a word used to describe being yourself. Punk is being your self, and living for yourself. Not compromising your beliefs, loves, values, or dreams for any one or to be considered normal or socially acceptable. If you want to wear a tutu on your head, or orange clown shoes then do it. It doesn’t matter if people won’t like it, or agree with it if you’re happy that’s all that matters. Punk was about fixing up a stir, and that’s exactly what it did! I love seeing people who do whatever, and say whatever the fuck they want because they were inspired by it. Start understanding that punk isn’t about the fashion, and not even the music. It was about standing the fuck up, and doing something about what you didn’t like! It was about bringing positive changes through unconventional ways. It was about showing that anyone can make a massive impact on the world no matter their background, or the qualifications. It is about individuals who live for themselves not giving a damn about what anyone thinks. Punk is what I love!