everocks.bsky.social
@everocks.bsky.social
I’m Punk with a significant Goth undertow.

Embracing the darkness brings me comfort. The freedom of Punk makes me fierce.

The beautiful poetry of both is my soul
November 16, 2025 at 1:49 PM
There’s just something so life affirming about the Great British Baking Show
November 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
Looking out at the road rushing beneath my wheels
Looking back on the years gone by like so many summer days

— Running On Empty
November 16, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Let’s be clear. Every person in the Epstein files should be prosecuted … every last one

there is no side in this except right and wrong.
November 16, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Oops

Maybe change

POTUS to

PEDOTUS
November 15, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Every one of them
Every one of them

MTG, DJT, the whole toxic alphabet

From the recently pardoned Giuliani to whoever polishing PEDOTUS’ balls now

Guantánamo is too good for them .

Dig a hole. Put them in it, forget them forever.

Canceled and irrelevant … let them rot
November 15, 2025 at 9:13 PM
Reposted
Stop this! 🤭🤣😂
November 15, 2025 at 8:45 PM
MTG is still evil. And vile.

Just because she says she’s not as awful as Trump today please don’t forget every abrasive thing she did to get there

I don’t want her to come to harm.

I just never want her in power — even as a mall cop
November 15, 2025 at 9:07 PM
I know what Jesus would say, and I know what American evangelical fake Christians would say

Jesus say you are forgiven sin no more

Evangelifakes: blowjobs for Jesus
November 15, 2025 at 5:21 PM
It’s raining in Los Angeles

I was on the freeway exactly 2 minutes before I saw an upside down car and 30 seconds later I saw a car that had spun out that was facing the wrong way against the K rail.

People in my town do not know how to fucking drive in the rain
November 15, 2025 at 5:19 PM
An acquaintance reached out to me. I was a name in his contacts.

He asked

how are you doing with your lifestyle?

The judgment in that statement tells you everything

Distilling transitioning down to “lifestyle“ …

This is who I am.
November 15, 2025 at 3:34 PM
I started to record myself at work, just playing. Getting used to playing through the best I can each time not getting in my head for when the real recording starts
November 13, 2025 at 3:10 AM
What do you call it when someone kisses you on the right breast through your clothes without your consent?

I call it my job
November 10, 2025 at 7:38 PM
The gatekeepers of Christianity are the most hideous

They say all you’ve gotta do is do “this” and you’re in the club and then like the mafia they keep asking you to do more

They use guilt and uncertainty to extract compliance
November 10, 2025 at 2:30 PM
Disappointed but not at all surprised.

Eight people who were supposed to have our back, stabbed us in it for their own gain

They chose despicable, they owned it, and they had the courage of their greed

The rest of the party doesn’t have the courage to expel them

So who are the real traitors?
November 10, 2025 at 1:54 PM
Love
Is a many splintered thing

- Ribbons
November 10, 2025 at 1:34 PM
I really guess that Trump just loves to see children suffer.
November 9, 2025 at 5:40 PM
I’m playing my chorus and I’ve always thought it was short. It’s eight bars.

And everyone wants to while my hands just add an extra four bars and it feels so fucking right when I play it so I’m gonna have to change my chorus a little bit on my song No Truth
November 9, 2025 at 5:39 PM
Reposted
Hey look, it's me
November 9, 2025 at 1:03 PM
Well, she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her

I’ve been aching for a while now, friend
I’ve been aching hard for years

- sometimes music sees right through you
November 9, 2025 at 2:21 AM
I am praying for the death of Hope
November 9, 2025 at 1:50 AM
I take no comfort from religion.

I take no comfort from slow reverent hymns, or verses taken out of context.

The cliché’s are just that.

Tired, worn out. Meaningless.

The people who say those words do not live them … they want to impose morality while eschewing it

Thou shalt not me.
November 8, 2025 at 8:24 PM
I close my eyes when I dance. I just flow with the music. I don’t care how I look. I don’t care if people think I’m awkward or alone or whatever. I don’t care if I’m the only person on the dance floor. The only thing I care about is becoming one with the music. Muting my inner monologue …
November 8, 2025 at 3:34 PM
Some of those songs from the 80s are just a little too full of meaning for me.

For 3 1/2 hours I danced lost in memories lost in the music lost in the moment and that is a gift that is eternal
November 8, 2025 at 8:33 AM