bat-snake:
periegesisvoid:
Juvenile punks are brightly colored as a form of protective visibility, allowing their parents to find them easily and preventing injuries such as traffic mishaps and accidental mosh pit squishing. As they mature, punks develop their darker, studded adult plumage.
That was…not the description I was expecting, but it’s perfect.
the stage between the pastel adolescence and adult punk is known as scene
the-spoopy-ghost-of-raejin99:
science-jumps:
what-even-is-thiss:
My grandparents are baffled when we just don’t care about certain things. The last time we did a socially distanced lunch they were complaining that our neighbor keeps really old broken cars that he likes to work on in his front yard and we were like “Yeah, and?” and they didn’t know how to respond to that.
Like the very idea that we would just mind our own business and tolerate mildly annoying behavior from other people is like rocket science to them. They just can’t comprehend it.
My mum never has anything nice to say about modern music. It’s always “this song is shallow nonsense”. Yeah maybe I want to listen to shallow nonsense. What about it
A regular conversation I keep having with my mom:
“Ugh, look at that girl. Tattoos everywhere.”
“So what?”
“….Well I think it looks ugly.”
“She didn’t get them for you.”