I remember being 12 and getting along with most of my peers but never really feeling apart. I remember seeing punks walking around my neighbourhood and thinking to myself " I feel like that". I didnt know what they stood for or who they were, just feeling a link to the image of strange alienated kids in my neighbourhood. I remember having this complete fasination that was so strong I became a mirror a couple of years later. I walked around for most of my teenage years clueless for the most part. When I was around 23/24 everything started to fall into place, the twisted world around me just started making more and more sense. I realized I existed in a senseless violent world and I am alone, I'm not a punk, nor was I ever a punk. I'm just some guy who has learned about punk and thats it. I have meet all sorts of people into punk fashion, music and politics and some were great people I will never forget and some were just pure cunts. I guess what I am trying to get at is, getting lost is a good way to find yourself. If it was'nt for punk who knows what I would of become? Although, because of punk I can honestly say I have become me, for that punk will always remain near to my heart. My name is Rykkard and I would like to introduce myself. Feel free to ask me anything.