May next Tuesday in the States be a day of reckoning. The start of wrongs to be put right. May the downtrodden never know fear or worry or hunger. May cancer be something only read in history class. And may Matthew Schaefer never wear a different sweater. Please.

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I want coffee and a chill place to sit for a little while. You barely achieve the former and removed the chairs because god forbid someone post up in a cafe.

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Don't worry, I quickly corrected my street cred by watching Bouncing Souls, Less Than Jake, and getting stomped in a pit for Gallows.

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IDK maybe it was because I and half my friends were twerpy little screamo kids but I associate the millennial image way more with swoopy bangs, vans shoes, and an intense regret that - technically - Cute is What We Aim For was the first Warped Tour band you watched.

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I called him Frank so as when he gets better and chunky he can be called “Frank the tank” Not quite there yet but it’s been a good start for this beautiful gentle soul

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