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Monday, June 09, 2014

Thinking About Life Choices That Didn't Revolve Around Me

 
To be a true PUNK
is to be what
your parents
were not.

To cast aside
your desires,
aspirations,
fucking dreams,
for those
you brought into
this world.

Never trust a hippie.
They will always
follow
their
libido.

Real PUNKS
are what
their parents
never
were.

PARENTS!

© Charles Scott 2014