Punk rock love is...

Punk rock love is both being broke. Being sad together. Being sad by yourself. Missing her. Punk rock love is being loud and not caring. Finding out she's a little crazier than you thought when you finally get her in bed.  Punk rock love is sitting in her car watching her give people who drive too slow the finger. Laughing when she brandishes a knife and threatens to kill you. Forcing her to go for a walk even though she doesn’t want to. Walking next door to your friend’s house to get her cigarettes then she complains about having to walk next door. Waking her up at 3 AM to ask for a ride to the beach, going back at 4 AM and finding out she went back to sleep and wont wake up to drive you home. Giving her gas money in quarters nickels and dimes then her making you go in and give it to the cashier.

Punk rock love is her complaining she doesn’t have any money but refuses to get a job cause she doesn’t want to. Giving her ten bucks and she spends half on cigarettes and the other half on gas. Her threatening to give you a swirlie even though you didn’t do anything. Leaving horrendous bite marks on her arms. Bruises around your nipples cause she cant find your nipple to pinch it. Always getting her a glass of ice water then not finishing it. Her coming over even though she is deathly sick and her voice is reduced to a whisper, then spoon-feeding her soup.

Punk rock love being underage and stupid. Her finally getting a job yet still complaining. His mom knowing she’s older and not saying anything. His mom asking if he needs condoms. Telling her what happened the next day and her laughing.

 Fighting and drinking, then fighting some more, then drinking some more. Punk rock love is drinking til the sun comes up, standing naked on the balcony in her best friends apartment complex. Beer pong six nights a week, and drinking for four months everyday finally realizing your tolerance isn’t what it used to be. Sneaking into her dad’s house, and him still knowing you’re there but not caring. Punk rock love is smoking a whole pack of cigarettes in an hour driving to get more and plowing through that pack as well. Punk rock love is breaking up and realizing you need him more than you ever realized.

You know who you are my dear. ^.^ thank you for everything you have taught me and everything you will teach me.