Goddamn right, just because everybody else sells out doesn’t mean that you’re going to. I would have jumped out the window, but I didn’t want all the stupid rubber kneckers looking at me and in all my gory. They’re all a bunch of goddamn phonies. I mean, if you think about this a little bit further, what is a hillbilly though?
A pill calendar is really handy. When you take pills once daily, it’s really easy to forget if you’ve taken today’s since your brain just filters it out
But taking a second dose can be dangerous, so a pill calendar gives you visual conformation that you have indeed taken today’s pills
Oi to the punks and oi to the skins
Oi the hip that’s partially made of tin
This reminded me I gotta take my pills today
Living in the face of unrelenting adversity is punk as fuck!
Read that as “unrelenting advertising” at first. Same thing really
This image saved my life once: [image] (https://slrpnk.net/pictrs/image/89e6fccc-0aea-4791-8f53-27a24ef51fe5.jpeg)
Image description: Roughly written graffiti on a wall that says “I’m fucking fed up and tired and I want to die but living is the most punk shit I’ve ever fucking done”
Good point!
Self care is punk.
When the state wants you dead, self care is an act of protest.
I am metal as fuck at all things.
Which basically means I run around throwing horns and headbanging while doing tasks.
At least, that’s how it looks. Truth is it’s just arthritis and muscle spasms
I’ve had a weekly pill box thing since I was in elementary school
The side effects alone make you “punk” and a “rebel” as it were
Had to laugh at myself once while I was looking for a back up pill organizer in case mine breaks, seeing one and thinking “OHH, that one is nice.”
Notice how they never mentioned the contents.
I used to have a pill organizer for weed.
I went on a trip for work, had to buy a new bigger pill box to fit all the pills I have to take now.
Used to be, work was not punk.
