By: Jen Litton (trigger warning) When I was 15 or 16, I really started getting heavy in to punk. Let's see if I can paint a picture for you: red hair, chubby, super pale, and no style at all. Punk clothes were not for the plus sized girls, so the thrift store had to do. At this age, as with any teenage girls, I was desperate for some type of romance and attention. Everyone around me were either involved, a couple, or dating. Not myself. I was the fun friend who acted sill

By Jen Litton As someone who has always felt the outcast, music is my getaway. It's my sanctuary. Music soothes my inner turmoil. It is my therapist. Music makes me feel happiness, pain, grief, and love. How can you live without that? My favorite thing about this precious group, is that we all thrive on music. We learn from each other, and we get to experience new music that may someday become part of someone's top five. I love the thought that an album I may post may g

I have two amazing daughters. Ever since birth, they have been surrounded by music. Although the youngest is still a toddler she loves to dance and sing. My eldest is now almost 7 years old and is extremely strong willed and definitely marches to the beat of her own drum. She is beginning to develop her own taste, and while I am proud that she loves when we put on The Ramones and proudly rocks her Chixdiggit shirt, I am equally happy that she tries to make her little sister s