"should books be burned? only if you're freezing to death."

crust punks. how do i love thee? let me count the ways:
1. living life for yourself and nobody else
2. not worrying about hygiene too much
3. good basement shows
4. punk rock country types w/ washboards
5. spurs on yo boots
6. drinking Colt 45 sans irony
7. etcetera
8. tompkins in the summer on a bench on crusty row = good tyme

and for good measure, two entirely disconnected lines of shakesphaere (many thanks to mr. brown for making me memorize poetry)

I love thee with a love i seemed to lose,
I shall but love thee better after death