Welcome! My name is Ellie, and I see you’ve somehow managed to stumble upon my project, You Don’t Need Maps. The impetus for YDNM was found while working swing shift on a Sunday night, feeling anxious , depressed, and near-suicidal. Buzzed from at least two full pots of coffee, I decided to start writing my thoughts down about any and all things: my emotions, punk rock, literature, radical politics, and the combinations thereof seemed to be the topics popping up the most. Perhaps it was just hubris, but I didn’t want these thoughts to waste away on my Reddit account, or get burned off in late-night runs on Twitter and Tumblr, and I thought I could build a place for like-minded people to explore and have conversations about these sorts of things. Thus, the genesis for You Don’t Need Maps was born.
A few things to keep in mind before jumping in:
This blog mostly concerns itself with a few key areas: my precarious mental health; punk rock and its various offshoots (including but not limited to post-hardcore, metalcore, tough-guy hardcore, powerviolence, skramz, blackened crust, riot grrl, pop-punk, Orgcore, folk punk, and so on); skateboarding; graffiti; radical far-left politics; literature; and the intersection of all of the above. Occasionally I may discuss hip-hop, disparate and weird strains of metal, indie film, television shows I’m currently obsessed with, or other topics, but mostly we will be discussing these things.
You can and should follow me on Twitter for esoteric jokes concerning the above.
Here is my Tumblr. It is an ask blog. Have fun.
With all that in mind, thank you for reading my inane ramblings. It truly does mean a lot to me, and I appreciate any and all feedback I can get. No Gods, No Masters.