My name's Erika, I'm 17, and I live on Long Island where the punk scene died three fucking years ago. It's lonely, but I love it. I love music, and I sing in a band. Uhm.. I dunno. Yeah..
Yeah man.. I dunno, I'm really outgoing.
Ok, so I went out to dinner with my parents tonight, which was a spectacle in itself with my dad not being able to pronounce any of the Spanish dishes and constantly asking me what this and that was and then getting so plastered off tequila he couldn't stand and walk out to the car. But! But..
After dinner my mom needed milk so I offered to run into the local grocery store on the way in. Now mind you, I'm pretty conservatively dressed today as I was just hanging about the house with no… Continue