The other day I stopped by a construction site which has been blocking off an entrance to the road I live on for weeks, and in anger I lowered my car window, pushed down on that striped ribbon thing that is tied to the two orange cones to form a barricade, and it just rose straight back up again. I was defeated by a ribbon. I also managed to fail at vandalism. I didn’t even realise that was a thing. I then kept driving feeling sad about myself. I guess it narrowly beat my other idea that I could throw a rock at it. I think this whole mentality stems from my dad who always says that I have to think about the worst possible consequence of any action before I do it.
That’s exactly what I did at the construction site. I was like well shit, if I knock over the cones it could block the road and disrupt other people driving. That wasn’t a risk that I could take at this time in my life. Still, I think it’s now time for me to start wearing lad clothes for some reason and releasing tees that just say one word like “LONELY” in Helvetica and maybe throw a skull in there and sell them for $80 each because I’m officially streetwear now. Just embrace it. This is who I am now.
– Lonely Kids Club
