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Hey! I’m a guy, drumming in a band. We play practically every genre, but I’m more affiliated with Punk/Punk Rock drumming. I’m looking for numerous style ideas to use for my performances, because I want to represent my punk feeling. I don’t want to look like those Punk ‘people,’ more of a punk band like Rise Against. To me, Rise Against doesn’t strike me as a band that is like ‘Punk’ Punk, but lie a mild punk. They don’t have mohawks and outrageous things like that, so I want ideas to represent that. Thanks in advance!
Drum Lord! Mwa Ha Ha!

That no one ever messes with them, ive seen white people mess with blacks and ive seen blacks mess with whites same for myself. Im not racist but i think its bogus that you guys are in so much denial, usually when im rude to a black guy he goes “pfffff” and walks away, now im not talking about the ones that are affiliated with gangs but im a pretty big guy and not many people intimidate me, nor am i prejudice ive just seemed to deal with alot of blacks that are rude, and i dont put up with that. But blacks are in denial and seem to live in some fantasy world where thier black skin makes them invincable

This is the beggining of a story I’m writing. Its going to get more interesting as it gets into it. Shes going to run away Ect. So it this good so far? What should I change? I’m 13 Btw. Thankyouu(: <33 –
"Could you drive a little faster?" "I'm going as fast as I can Janet!", Mom said as our bright blue Mini-Vann sped down the highway in the pouring rain. 'We were one state away from home, & this is how it would end', I thought. We had gone half across the country to see family in Louisianna. Now, almost to California, we were sitting in the car as the unfamiliar sirens sounded. We wer'nt used to this kind of weather. The wind whiping back & forth, again & again. "There's nowhere else to go,", Mom said pulling over on the side of the empty road. Her, Seth & I, huddled together & hoped for a miracle as a huge, black, twister was no more than four feet from the car.
Breathing heavy I was quick to sit up in bed. That was the most messed up dream to cross my head this month. I layed back down a minute & thought about the day ahead of me. First day of Highschool. The stress was screwing up my head. I knew if I didnt' get up Mom would come in yelling at me. So I left my bed, My mix-matched neon socks hitting the cold floor. I walked into my bathroom, & Jumped in the shower, sliding off the long, pink, Victoria Secret° Pajama Pants. Usually, I strayed from these stores, but they were a gift from Rani. This along with Abercrombie & Finch° were my Best Friend's favorite stores. 'I don't know what Me & Rani have in common, almost nothing, but yet we're the best. of friends.', I thought as I washed the long black hair hanging from my head.
Turning the water off, I steped out of the plastic tub. Now in my walk-in closet, Im surrounded by Hottopic°, Spencers°, & Flee Market clothes. Finally, I decide on an outfit; A Slipknot shirt, Dark Denim Skinnys, & My favorite pair of doodled on, black Converse. Back in the bathroom, I turn on my hair straightener. I watch the light on it blink back & forth for a minute before opening my make-up droor. I swipe on the most unnoticeable shade of eyeshadow, Lashblast, & then reach for my eyeliner. I look down to find that the long stick with skulls going down the side, is missing. I tear apart the bathroom before finding the eyeliner under the fluffy purple bathroom rug. I quickly draw my waterline, & the do my hair. Grabbing the Alasana messenger bag I leave the room.
Down stairs, I See my Mom. "Your going like that..?", she says criticaly. "Mom, Its school, not church.", I say looking down at th dinosaurs drawn on my shoes. "Well at least eat some breakfast," She snaps. "No time,", I say walking by Seth. "Have a good first day of fourhgrade..", I manage. "Bye!", We all say as I slam the kitchen's side door. Smashing earphones blasting Black Veil Brides' in my ears as I run down the wooden steps. As I get to the busstop, I see the same kids in flair jeans, & 2Strapped bookbags that reminded me of Elementary. After what seemed like an eternity, A bus pulls up with an eager Rani in the front seat on th right. As I pass her I said "Lets go to the back,". She strugles to walk there on the now moving bus. I watch as she sits down beside me, her Clair's° Bracelets jangling. 'This is going to be a good day', I thought, as Rani sat, telling me all about the new guy she likes. I have to admit I was thinking too hard to be listening to her. Besides, with her its a diffrent guy every week.

Well , my friend recently told me that her period was late & she said that someone is going to sneak her a pregnancy test after school . At that time I wanted to be there for her because it’s a hard thing to deal with . After the test came out negative , it was a relief ! But it’s been a week & we haven’t talked. I honestly don’t want to talk to her because she is sexually active (Her & I are only 13) I just feel like she is a bad influence. She told me she has had sex with that guy multiple times. At my school I don’t affiliate with the sexually active girls mostly because they aren’t my friends, but should I make an exception for her ? & if not how can I tell her I don’t want to talk to her because of this incident without being rude ? I think 13 is WAY to young to be thinking/having sex. I want to tell her this without her feeling completely disrespect because she is VERY emotional !

What is it with guys who compliment you, say you’re gorgeous, say they think you’re an amazing person – but don’t want to be romantically affiliated with you? I’ve liked a guy for a while and we’re good friends, we flirt a lot but it’s like I’m just sort of a fun thing for him. No, we’re not friends with benefits at all…
I seem to have trouble attracting a guy who truly wants to be with me. There have been many guys who have either tried to look for more with me (I always turn those down, I’m not easy) or have said they think I’m amazing or beautiful, but none ask me out.
This trend is worrying me – like I’m impossible to love. Can any one help me out? (And please don’t say I must be easy because I’m not. I’m actually a virgin – anytime I’ve been near having sex has been too early in a relationship (ie one night stands) and I’m not down with that.
Does anyone know what the issue is?! Am I just one of those unlucky-in-love types? People may suggest it’s something to do with me, but doesn’t anyone have faults? Even the most horrible person I know can seem to get dates.

I live in Long Island and work in Manhattan. I am originally from Indiana… I really don’t have any friends and it’s sad 🙁 I’m 25… I just started a relationship with a new guy who is still living in the town he was born and raised in..he has about a billion friends. I’m embarassed for him to see I dont have any. I even have a hard time making friends in my new office where I’ve been for 4 months….I feel i don’t fit in. Maybe bc I’m from the midwest and here I am amongst all these Manhattanites and Long Island girls and I just can’t find my social niche.