I'm a punk. Always have been. Born here in Denver, but grew up in Chicago. ( I miss my friends back in chitown) Lately, I have this job where I am not who I am, I go out dressed like someone else. Fuck this. It's time to bring my shit back to its roots. Where does it say that getting out a debt means pretending you're a douche? Besides, debt is paid off soon. I got errands to run, but I'm back and you can fuck off. 

leib_:
Definitely never be anyone but yourself (obviously). The day I start dressing like someone else or acting like anybody but myself people have permission to shoot me with staple/nail guns.

