We were told go to school and get good jobs

We did just that, but we became the cogs

Why are we sweating for this machine?

This machine is broken, we can see that now

We can fix it, we know how

Let’s fix this machine from the inside out

It can be done I have no doubt

We have to stand up for our beliefs

We are the young we have a voice

We are the young we’ll make the choice

This is the chant of the discontent

Don’t despair it’s not too late

Let’s build a world we’ll appreciate

Please don’t fret not all is lost

If we don’t act now we’ll pay the cost

This rhyme is a battle cry

We are the generation

The generation of why?

(Source: wild-rover)

The freaks don’t come out at night, the squares go home,
leaving only the freaks to claim the dark streets as their own.

To sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested - Hunter S. Thompson

Front Row, Bruised Ribs, Great Night, The Only Band Ever.

“The NRA’s Washington leadership has long been out of step with its members, and never has that been so apparent as this morning. Their press conference was a shameful evasion of the crisis facing our country. Instead of offering solutions to a problem they have helped create, they offered a…

fellowshipofthenerd:

I was on a Black Flag marathon and so, this happen.

“RISE ABOVE”

The absence of light leaves only the hollow darkness behind, giving solace to hollow hearts that wander hollow streets, trying to escape nightmares that occupy darkened minds.

Have you ever had the urge to set the world on fire? Have you ever wanted to be the spark in a forest fire of mischief and chaos, ignited by of some kind of misguided rage filled boredom mixed with a suffocating dose of indifference? Have you ever doused those flames of agitation with whiskey until your behavior becomes more erratic minute by minute in an attempt to entertain yourself at the expense of those around you? No? I guess I’m just an asshole then.

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Hunter S. Thompson