For some of us, it was just a phase. For others, it 100% wasn’t and it’s 10 years later and we’re still living out our favorite pop punk dreams, only now we’re the ones who are 26 and all the people we graduated with all have kids and wives and people who care if they come home at night… get the reference?
Any The Wonder Years fans here? Maybe? Anyways… Pop punk was a major part of my adolescent teen years. I cried to so many bands over and over until I quite literally passed out on my algebra books, only to barely pass the next day (thank you academic trauma due to attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder and childhood abuse).
I was the girl who made pop punk her entire personality in the most annoying ways, but I have a lot of great memories from it.Read more on themighty.com