how is it that i finally figured out how to play three instruments in five bands, m/o with someone cool, get ‘a’s, and have a job at the same time, but i still can’t get my laundry done before i run out of socks and underwear?
brb digging in my dumb laundry basket
i drop you a hint that i hope you don’t catch / you fumble your keys and i throw the latch / do you still worry that i’ve been so down about it?
spending the day learning heelflips, writing lyrics, and watching last season of the sopranos. what did a final exam ever do for anyone anyways???
Mitch Dubey was a good man, and a punk in the truest sense of the word. He had a set of values informed by the DIY ethos, and he lived fiercely and passionately in accordance with those values. He made music. He loved and lived it. He travelled for it and created…