#80s High Tops
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horrid-phantasm · 1 year ago
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Testament
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cokedupblonde · 4 months ago
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i love the dc cheerleaders that look like a 80s playboy campaign
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imaginal-ai · 8 months ago
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"Kissing Is Fun!" (0003)
(More of The Black Joy Series)
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faaun · 9 months ago
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i think if i painted my ex situationship i'd be cured it's the most shallow but intense connection i've had w anyone i think i am so obsessed w how she looks i want 2 photograph her/paint her forever rant in tags but ive talked abt it b4 so feel free to ignore
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cosmogyros · 4 months ago
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Kinda sad how my standards for 21st-century music are so low that I often hear a song and my reaction goes like this:
"Wtf, this is AMAZING! I didn't know anyone was making this music this good anymore!?!! Have I just found my new favorite band???!?"
(I then check the release date and see it's from the 60s/70s/80s)
"Oh... I see, okay. In that case, it's actually just kind of average for that time period. It's a bop, but nothing out of the ordinary for its era."
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minisinmedia · 9 months ago
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Judy Landers as Sara Joy Pitts wearing loose-fitting really short hot pink short shorts on Madame's Place
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lauraraeamos · 10 days ago
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1986 American Girl doll set. Somebody hand me my cane. 👵
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hippie-killer · 5 months ago
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horrid-phantasm · 1 year ago
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Megadeth
Dave Mustaine - Nike Air Tech Challenge II Lava
Marty Friedman - Nike Air Flight 90
Nick Menza - Nike Air Flight 89 High
Dave Ellefson - Nike Air Flight High '91
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digitalfossils · 1 year ago
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rattkween86 · 1 year ago
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From that one day we visited the gray squirrel at Olive Garden in my lil Billy coded outfit 💕
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onyxmustdie · 7 months ago
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omg-hellgirl · 9 months ago
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Jerry Hall, 1988. Photo by Terry O'Neill.
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lionheartair · 3 days ago
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Artair was born in the U.S., but he was moved to Ireland when he was around six. In canon and most renditions that follow it closely, he is returned to his uncle around seven or eight once legal battles are resolved by Byron finding the documents that mark him as Artair's legal guardian where they were squirreled away by his parents in a move and with the pace the court moved at.
In the 80s au, he never returns to Byron. He is raised instead mostly in County Kerry with his grandparents, though he did also stay in County Galway at times during trips. Byron sent him many letters over the years, but they did not allow him to see or know about any of the correspondence, and told Artair fairly young that his uncle had passed. The implications were heavy that it was due to the loss of his brother. Byron meanwhile was told that Artair wanted nothing to do with him anymore, and blames him for not being there the night his parents passed.
Eventually Byron gives in and throws himself into his work instead, the last thing he cares about that he has any control over, and the one thing that connects him to his brother that remains. He knows his mother and step-father though, and he worries what happened to his brother's kid. He still doesn't know to this day about the music career.
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medicinemane · 3 months ago
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At least I could disable the suggestions but just... I'm sick of it, I'm sick of companies trying to think for me
I'd rather be miserable but doing shit my own way than placid and glass eyed and just taking whatever companies tell me to
Like... literally just asking what I get out of writing a post on tumblr... zero suggestions, just letting me say whatever dumb stuff comes to my head
#the problem is that doing things my way is actually working well; it's just really slow and it's coming from a bad starting point#everything that makes me miserable was even more miserable growing up#you maybe see me and think that I'm doing really horribly; and that may be true; but I'm also truthfully at my peak right now#and frankly as much as I worry about it A LOT; I'm kinda still on the rise in a lot of ways#...I just take way too long to do things; I want to be quicker because a lot of this stuff isn't... it's not being slow and steady#it's being depressed and having trouble working on shit#but... when I do stuff my way the end result tends to be strong#I got a house in 2019 for instance... like in that economy; I feel like that counts as a pretty high roll outcome; you know?#the parts of my life I hate are all... it's like Marley in the Christmas Carol; I've got all these chains around me#and... about 80% of those chains are just my mom or my mom's choices... she blows through so much money all the time#it makes me want to die#but all that shit... it's the past haunting me and drowning me#but shit's better than it was and... I have more friends now that I did in the past; I'm closer to making money than I've been in the past#(part of it is that I kinda want to get shit stabilized in the household; be doing stuff like cooking before I try and sell shit)#(also understand that everyone in high school liked me... we just never saw each other outside of school)#(so it was a situation where I had 'friends'; by that standard everyone at school was a friend)#(but I didn't have a single person I was close with and I was totally isolated in a crowd)#(friend is just a word in english that has to cover a really really wide range of relationships)#(but these days I do have actual friends... just a shame none of us live in the same town... or even state; you know?)#(I like all the people I went to high school with; they all cared a lot and were very bad at it)#(couldn't figure out that like... just give me some company; that's a good 80% of what I'm lacking)#(...I think part of it was they were all stoners and I wasn't; so they felt like... eh... like something something)#(and when I say all stoners I mean... I think... easily 80% of the school; probably 90% and maybe higher were all stoners)#(it uh... was not an easy thing for the staff; cause they obviously all knew; but... figuring out how to best handle it)#(like hell; I wouldn't want to deal with that)#(also like 95% were smokers... you have to understand that most of these kids were rich kids)#(off the top of my head I can only think of 2 other kids who were poor... just... uh...)#(if I named the city the school was in; you'd probably be like 'oh... makes sense')#(I liked everyone there; everyone liked me... just... they were very bad at just basic stuff like spending time together)#(eh... you don't need to hear more)
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aesrot · 11 months ago
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Timothy malpractice rand,,,, none of his science or medical experiments are anywhere near ethical. They both left ethics at the door like several hours ago……….. rolan just letting rand poke around inside him, tear open his stomach, expose his ribs and break open the bones to get to his heart and lungs. Pulling on the veins and nerves and tendons and muscles to see what he can make twitch and spasm and pull. And rolan feels so out of control, so out of himself, so deep in Rand’s hands that he barely even notices any of it. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s an indescribable eldritch feeling and he clicks and clicks and clicks and clicks and clicks and clicks and it’s hard to tell whose really losing their sanity
AUGH YESSSSS and because of how different his body is and functions, rand needs a knife to make way through the flesh, through the ribcage, the bones are too hard and slippery for him to pull just w his hands, but when he can, he'll tear the skin and tissues and muscles with his hands, and sometimes with his teeth, sinking them into rolan, giving into some primal instinct he didnt even know he had. Rand follows the course of his veins, holds them between his fingers and presses them, sometimes pulls them and tears them and watch as rolan's skin gets paler, his eyes fluttering and rolling as he gets too close to unconsciousness. it happens, rolan passes out multiple times, but rand tries to keep him awake as much as he can, its a lot more interesting that way, to watch how he responds to each of his movements. its so similar yet so different from what rand experienced dissecting small animals in biology class, it makes him even more invested, even more curious to explore how rolan works.
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