#82 years ago today

[annastrxng]

[surshica]

PINK IS THE NEW RED

: CL16

genre: fluff kinda rushed whatever !

warnings: translated french yeah

A/N: and yes i am talking about singles inferno and the lee nadine. my fav korean-american influencer 🫶 and yeah this kinda has no plot but NADINEEEEE

synopsis: charles is dating someone who was on a love show whom is known for rave parties — charles leclerc x reader (fc: nadine lee)

yn.ln

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yn.ln day 2 of coachella week 1!! guess what i am~ 🧚‍♀️

user52 still can’t believe you were on singles inferno and nobody picked you..

user69 THATS WHAT IM SAYING!! but from the looks of it singles inferno was like a year and half ago so maybe..

user23 nah impossible the men on there lowkey didn’t even stand a chance, they were kinda bland🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️‼️

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user63 liked by pierregasly? does someone have a crush?

user92 pierre is dating kika!!

user63 okay maybe pierre watched singles inferno?

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lewishamilton much fun can’t wait for day 3!

yn.ln where is roscoe.

lewishamilton he’s at home

yn.ln ditching you for your dog

lewishamilton i’ll buy you food

yn.ln ..i wanna try your vegan snacks sir lewis hamiliton

user51 they’re literally flirting bye. WHEN DID YN GETVINTO F1?;!;?

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charles_leclerc today was fun

tagged pierregasly,joris__trouche,audreyrublev

user34 it’s giving old money

user63 whoever styled charles needs a raise because that whole fit is 🤌

charles_leclerc i’ll make sure to tell her that

user73 HER? WHO IS HER?

pierregasly liked by pierregasly btw!

user52 okay the fact the whole grid was there…didn’t know y’all were tennis lovers too

user92 i love how it’s the whole grid and lewis is at coachella

user108 man has priorities what can i say?

user76 if you could pick from going to a tennis game in monte carlo or coachella what would you pick?

user32 mmm…coachella maybe

yn.ln sweats as professional pants we love to see it!

charles_leclerc designers choice!

yn.ln give me the number of the designer i need her to make my outfits 🤭

charles_leclerc no

yn.ln why you gatekeeping bro.

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user19 yn in her influencing arc!!

user43 “liked by yn.ln” DONT DO IT I WAS GATEKEEPING YOU.

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yn.ln

COACHELLA

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yn.ln coachella day 3 🥲 i’m still confused about the frank ocean performance��

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user29 women in stem who can party 😍

user75 RIGHT? like bro was an hour late and dod three performances and called it quits..

yn.ln at least he showed up right?

yn.ln should’ve put xnda up on the stage

lewishamilton okay now you’re setting me up

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user15 YOU ATE THAT. coachella? what’s that? i only know yn festival

user57 they should’ve put me on singles inferno i would’ve rizzed you up.

yn.ln my dms are always open🤷‍♀️

pierregasly someone did not like this comment😭..

user82 100-92 =

user54 98?

user42 LORD…YOU DID NOT JUST SAY 98

user92 💀

user12 i love how it’s just shirtless men in the background and yn in pink

francisca.cgomes i should’ve went with..i was over here third wheeling the whole time.

yn.ln i would’ve snuck you in if i knew you would have to deal with…them.

pierregasly NOT LIKED by pierregasly

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charles_leclerc pretty in pink 🩷

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user61 if these are the coachella fits i want to see the lollapalooza ones..BCCCC inspo~

charles_leclerc this sounds like you are going to the azerbaijani gp 🤔

yn.ln are you going to win?

charles_leclerc maybe you’ll be my lucky charm

yn.ln i’ll meet you there then!

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user19 DO YALL SEE CHARLES.

user69 bro got noticed by a pretty girl and can’t act properly..

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yn.ln he just would not let go of me. no seriously

user59 my gf who doesn’t know is my gf is in a relationship? 🫠

user72 the cat heart necklace imma kms.

user91 now i’m invested into who this guy actually is..

user11 maybe it’s that one guy from the show, the military guy

user40 WAIT theyd be a power couple

lilymhe well tell him to stop being all cuddly we are having a girls night.

yn.ln “he said no and girls night could wait” - C

francisca.cgomes not like his opinion mattered anyways we are still going to steal you

user82 charles is screaming throwing stuff at the wall after seeing this

user99 charles : “hey alexa play that should be me by justin beiber”

lewishamilton i take it you’re here to support mercedes next gp win?

charles_leclerc me when i’m delusional!

maxverstappen1 charles you haven’t even podiumed this year plus we all know yn is here to support me~

charles_leclerc go away you are dating…yk who.😒

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mercedesamgf1 can’t wait to see you repping our merch on the paddock!

scuderiaferrari i guess someone didn’t get the memo that yn is a tifosi 💋

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yn.ln pink is the new red ‼️

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charles_leclerc wearing an alpines color..

yn.ln pink is just a shade of red charlie

charles_leclerc and you’re supposed to be my lucky charm

yn.ln i will be and forever am

user87 ATE!!

user96 sometimes all ferrari needs is a little pink in their lives~

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user63 PURRRR

scuderiaferrari you might need to teach little charlie over here how to dress!

yn.ln oh believe me i know…

lilymhe i love you i love this fit

lissisemackintosh OH MY🤭 listen if he doesn’t go public thenn~

user52 lizzie knows something we don’t..

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user01 normalize everyone wearing pink in the paddock.

yn.ln you’re right. @mercedesamgf1 let toto wear pink!

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user09 i love how when everyone shows up to the paddock it’s like fancy ass outfits and yn comes in with cargo pants and a white top

user16 she chose comfy not fancy

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charles_leclerc P1 !!! what a weekend for the team and for the tifosi! lets keep pushing more like this especially after the disappointing last few races this year! next up miami 🏆

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user77 LETS GO HES BACK.

user96 🔥🔥🔥

user43 charles villain arc???

user82 NOWWW. RIGHT NEOWWWW.

user24 you best believe it!!

lewishamilton amazing driving today mate!! 👏👏

yn.ln hot people got first this race

charles_leclerc 🤔

scuderiaferrari and yall said the ferrari curse was real! 🙄

redbullracing because it still is…

scuderiaferrari nuh uh! if you have a problem with it check out cars it’s fine!!

rebullracing really? i have multiple videos of you drivers saying your car sucks.

mercedesamgf1 yoooo…chill🥶

scuderiaferrari get out of here with your long ass name

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charles_leclerc replied to your story: WELL YOU SEE THE WHOLE SOFT LAUNCH WASNT WORKING ANDD…

charles_leclerc replied to your story: did you at least like the teddy bear?;;

@ surshica | rb & follow.

[spade-riddles]

Not to alarm anyone but also yes to alarm everyone...

 Today marks the 138th show. 

Today also marks 38 days till the final Eras Tour show. 

Maroon x Cornelia Street and I Can See You x Mine were played 38 shows ago on June 13th. 

Counting rain show, she played Cornelia Street x YOYOK 83 shows ago

She also played Maroon x Afterglow 82 shows ago 

(This is important as Maroon and I Can See You were the surprise songs 8/3/23 before Karlie showed to Eras tour that week, and Taylor replayed both exactly 1 year later on 8/2/24)

113 shows ago was Maroon x Getaway Car

13 shows ago was Maroon x Red and I Can See You x I Can Fix Him (8/2/24)

8 months and 3 days ago was Feb 27th, closest show to that was Feb 26th when she played Maroon x Forever and Always

Exactly 38 weeks ago which is also 8 months and 3 weeks ago was Feb 9th and she played YOYOK

And last but not least: 83 weeks ago before today was March 31st 2024, Easter Sunday, "what if I roll the stone away" day. As in the entire basis of her coming out rebirth. As in circling back to how 238 days after Guilty As Sin came out is her birthday 12/13/24. 

I am terrified and I think we all should be. Good luck tonight my fellow friends of Dorothea, we're gonna need it

🤯

[brightlotusmoon]

"A stray Tumblr post led me down an Internet wormhole that eventually ended up with me scrolling through old Kirk/Spock fanzines from decades ago.

In Issue 81 of The K/S Press (2003), a letter writer mourns all the fic that fans never got to see:

I have a friend, met in '82, who wrote novels and stories and hid them in her bedroom. She would never send them to anyone else because she didn't know about zines and other rabid fans. I told her and she was aghast.

Pleasantly, I tried for years to get her to submit them, but no dice. Too shy. Today they're still in her drawer gathering dust and she's moved on to just real life. So sad. Please don't let that happen to your stories.

The Kirk/Spock shippers were, in many ways, the founding mothers of modern fandom. So let me echo that writer's comments 20+ years later and ask you to honor your fandom ancestors by not letting your fic linger on your hard drive. Share it with the world!"

_

(now I'm curious about that Tumblr post.)

[mariacallous]

(JTA) — As we mark the grim second anniversary of the Ukraine conflict this Shabbat, I’m reminded of a haunting melody I heard in the city of Poltava last month.

I was standing before Sonia Bunina, a plucky 17-year-old, when she opened her mouth to sing when an air raid siren rang out.

I flinched. Not Sonia — she didn’t miss a beat.

“Kol haolam kulo gesher t’zar meod, veha’ikar lo lifached k’lal,” she belted out before seeking shelter. “The whole world is a very narrow bridge, and the most important thing is to have no fear at all.”

Sonia, like so many Jews I know in Ukraine, is many things — determined, grieving, focused — but she’s certainly not cowering.

As she sang those words by Rebbe Nachman of Breslov — the Ukrainian Jewish sage whose followers continue to come by the tens of thousands to his grave in Uman annually — she embodied the prayer’s indomitable spirit.

Sonia and I met outside Poltava’s Hesed, part of the network of Jewish humanitarian hubs founded by my organization — the American Jewish Joint Distribution Committee, or JDC — more than three decades ago. Today they’re a lifeline to tens of thousands of Jews facing loss and strife. Since she was a toddler, Sonia has been attending activities at Hesed — her mother coordinates cultural programs for the elderly, and she connects teen volunteers like herself with isolated seniors, a critical source of comfort these last two years.

These days, traveling to Ukraine feels like a pilgrimage — there’s a pull in my soul to visit family near Lviv, to bear witness to Ukrainian Jewish resilience, and to be inspired by the clarity of purpose that is so palpable there. Since my first trip in 2011, I’ve been eight times. Last year, I wrote about how a year of crisis had transformed the ordinary into the sacred in Ukraine. Now, visiting feels even more essential with the worsening humanitarian situation.

Ukrainian Jews aren’t blasé about these challenges — far from it. Just take the delicate ballet of emotions on their faces when checking their phones during an air alert — contacting loved ones, scrolling through photos of devastation, and analyzing Telegram chats speculating on a given rocket’s make and trajectory.

But life goes on — there’s work to do — and though they’ve lost so much, they refuse to give any more away.

Showing up for each other, whatever it takes, is now baked into their very essence as Jews, and in Ukraine, there are tens of thousands to serve — hungry old women and displaced young families, disabled Holocaust survivors and stunned middle-aged professionals, shocked to now need help when they were once donors and volunteers.

They act fearlessly to ensure their communities make it through this crisis, body and soul intact. Can we expect anything less than boundless creativity from the people who birthed Sholem Aleichem and the Baal Shem Tov?

“These bombings, all these things that are killing people, destroying houses, leaving children homeless … it’s very scary,” Galina Limarenko, an 82-year-old retired nurse, told me in her small bedroom in Berezivka, taking note of the warm blanket, firewood, and other winter supplies my colleagues provided. “Thank God for the Jewish community, which never gives up and always shares even their very last piece of bread.”

I saw that irrepressible spirit again at our Beit Dan JCC in battered Kharkiv — a shapeshifting wellspring of strength just a few dozen kilometers from the eastern border. Shortly after Feb. 24, 2022, the center became a staging ground for truckloads of emergency aid — part of the 800 tons of humanitarian assistance we’ve delivered so far.

A few blocks from missile strikes, it now hosts children’s camps and soulful Shabbat services and operates a “kids hub,” offering academic enrichment to children who haven’t had in-person school for years — robbed of normal childhood by the pandemic and now the ongoing crisis.

And amidst blizzards and blackouts, Beit Dan has also become a “warm hub,” a safe place for beleaguered Jewish Kharkivites to charge their devices and obtain a hot drink and warm meal.

“If you share in our pain, and provide support where it’s needed, I’m forever grateful,” said Nika Simonova, Beit Dan’s program director. “The ability to remain human is the main thing. Done right, I believe that can save the world.”

That’s why we at JDC, aided by a coalition of partners including the Jewish Federations, Claims Conference, and International Fellowship of Christians and Jews, deployed a historic response to this conflict and remain committed to the Jewish future here.

We’re focused on ongoing humanitarian support for more than 41,000 Ukrainian Jews, expanding trauma relief, closing children’s educational gaps, and getting unemployed Jewish community members, among millions of Ukrainians plunged into poverty, back to work.

There is no doubt that the Jewish world is now responding to crises on multiple fronts, including this one, but we have been here so many times before. We must draw strength from our history and from the sure knowledge that this is what we’re built for. Our compassion and commitment, when leveraged with that timeless sense of mutual Jewish responsibility, means we can tackle the challenges we face — and come out on the other side even stronger.

As I walked through Lviv on my last day in Ukraine, I asked my cousin Anna Saprun, a 25-year-old business analyst, how this period has changed her.

“I hate what’s brought me here, but I love who I’ve become,” she said with a fierce and feisty smile. “Nothing scares me anymore. I feel powerful.”

Two years after the conflict began, Ukraine’s Jews are inspired anew each day, resolute in the sure knowledge that they know exactly who they’re working for — each other.

[keytomind]

The next chapter is going to be written on my terms and I am the only one who will be holding the pen. I allowed other people to co-author the first chapter of my story. I didn’t mind allowing my parents to hold that pen, at least for the first 18 years or so, but I fucked up sharing that pen with others who didn’t deserve it, only with the intention of pleasing them at my own expense. Their stories were narcissistically selfish and they sucked. This chapter is going to be different - so different.

The next chapter is going to be about what life should be rather than what it was. I am still incredibly grateful for that first chapter as it helped mold me into the man that I have become today and, although it wasn’t all pleasant, some of the experiences were priceless and worth their weight in gold. The lessons are invaluable, no matter how much some of them may have hurt, but how we got from A to B does not have to dictate my attitude or my mindset. I am not a victim and, in fact, my life is pretty fucking incredible despite what feels like an infinite amount of heartbreaks. It is never too late to change the narrative to your advantage. It is never too late to live the life that is best suited to your desires. Why continue to sacrifice when it is no longer necessary? We already put in that work and we layed the foundation with great efforts. The first chapter was about them, but the next chapter is all about me.

The next chapter is going to be about a transformation, a metamorphosis - a butterfly emerging from its cocoon and spreading its wings to take its first flight in a new world. Things that I may have once thought that I did not deserve are now at my fingertips, begging to be picked and examined and loved with an open mind and an open heart. This life could be over at any moment and when I tell people that this is the midlife crisis of this 41 year old man, they scoff and tell me that I’m too young for that. In my line of work as a funeral director, I have seen 82 and younger and it is often not pretty for some folks, some of whom took great care of themselves but they may have been dealt an unfortunate hand. I am simply playing the hand that I have been dealt and hoping that the dealer doesn’t turn over pocket aces or a full house.

The next chapter is going to be the biggest fucking plot twist that I ever could have imagined. Darkness turns to light, fire turns to rain, and evil finds itself a new home as it is no longer welcome here. I never thought I would have left Pennsylvania, my family, the people whom I used to call “my friends”. I never thought I would want to call anywhere else “home”, but this place hasn’t felt like home in years and I need a change that some just cannot comprehend. Clean, fresh country air has never felt so good and so needed as it does today. God bless those who prefer the city life as perhaps it is all that they know, but what I know is that I am not built for it. I don’t want all of that noise, all of that speed, all of those rude personalities coming from an overpopulation of people that I would rather escape. I am exactly where I belong. The first chapter was about where I grew up, but the next chapter is going to be home.

The next chapter is going to begin in 9 days when I put my dogs in the Wrangler and we drive across country for four days until we finally throw that Jeep in park in our driveway. I moved all of our things out there four months ago and home has been waiting for us. These last four months have had its struggles, but again, my life is too good to complain as I am not a victim. I am a champion who has brought his dream to reality and my destiny is staring at me with smile and calling me more than 2,000 miles out west to lands that I know very little about. The next chapter is perhaps the closest thing to being a modern day pioneer.

The next chapter is going to be such a gift to both myself and to the world as I cannot wait to share my adventures with the few who still matter and still give a damn about me. It is a very small circle these days, but I am fine with that is I will choose quality over quantity every single time. My life is good, and I only wish that my people are able to say the same about theirs. Anytime that I am asked “if you had one wish, what would it be”, only one wish ever comes to mind - I wish that good things happen to good people. It’s that simple, and since good things are happening to me, perhaps I truly am good people. Lord knows I do my best, and I hope that that is enough. The next chapter is about restoring my faith in the most precious commodity that I can claim - myself.

The next chapter will be coming soon. Stay tuned - stay blessed, be kind to each other despite your differences, especially with an ugly election on the horizon. Live your best lives and do the best that you can. This is how you win, because when you give your best, you never truly fail. This next chapter, though, is all about me.

To my friends here in Tumblrville who have been so incredibly thoughtful and supportive over this time, please be patient with me as I am adjusting to a new life and putting my phone down more than ever. I wish I could keep up regularly with all of you, but I am not so gifted as I would need another one of me. The phone has its benefits - I cannot claim otherwise. But it is time to put it down and to enjoy life. This is my next chapter.

9.1.2024

[marylily-my-beloved]

Letters to A Happier Life - 2,744 words - Marylily hurt no comfort - ao3 link - hope you enjoy!

It was just a normal average day for a normal average woman in her normal average life, with a normal average husband, and normal average friends. But to her it didn’t feel like a normal average day. 

Mary woke up that day, and went for a walk, when she suddenly felt a strange feeling, loneliness, it rushed through her veins, leaving her in sadness. 

Mary was never lonely though, she had her husband, and her friends, and her dog, and all of her friends' kids. She had no right to feel lonely yet she did, she felt lonely while watering her plants, she felt lonely while cuddling her husband, she even felt lonely while she was out with her friends. 

It was like all of a sudden she realized she was living a boring average life, with a boring average house, and a boring average husband, and friends that felt too fake, and a life that felt like it was never meant to be hers. 

This went on for months, the loneliness tugging at her bones, coursing through her veins and settling deep in her chest, a feeling that she could never escape. It tugged at her everyday and everyday, all of those days normal average days, with normal average people, that were starting to become boring. 

No adventure, but Mary can’t remember a time that there was adventure. Loneliness, but now Mary looks back and can’t find a time where she didn’t feel lonely, or out of place, or like she was supposed to be somewhere else. Average, but isn’t everything average, Mary can’t remember anymore. She needs to go get her memory checked or something, it feels like she can’t remember how to live anymore,  it’s almost like she never learned. 

Mary started feeling incomplete, like there was this aspect of life that she once had, now forgotten. She felt like she must have forgotten something important, she must’ve lost something along the way of paving her life.

Her heart felt hollow, as if there used to be something filling it, but not anymore. 

She tried her hardest to think of what that could be, maybe she wants a kid, or something else average and exciting, but she couldn’t quite figure out what was missing in her life. Even while talking to her husband John, this hollowness in her heart still stayed, it seemed no matter what she did she would end up feeling like this. 

She had tried very hard to ignore it, she had tried very hard to will it away, she felt as if she had tried everything to feel how she felt just a mere months ago. 

On another normal average day, months after the first feeling of loneliness, Mary decided she needed to clean up the house, it was too messy, and maybe that’s why she felt like this. 

Another normal average day in between thousands of normal average days. She vacuumed the floors, and did normal average cleaning things.

Then she decided to look through the attic, since it’s been ages since she went in there. She started clearing up the boxes and found a box full of letters. ‘Interesting’ she thought, ‘the last time me or John used letters was quite a few years ago, since the internet became a thing we stopped’. 

The last letter was dated 1982 so Mary thought maybe these were John’s old collection of letters, so she was ready to set the box aside until she saw her name in there. She decided to pick up the letter at the top 

——

04/05/82 

Today is the day Lily. I’m never gonna even think of you again, I really wish you guys were still here, I’ll miss you so much, but I know you’ll still be there somewhere, I really hope you’re still somewhere out there, enjoying life with James, Marlene, Peter & Dorcas. God, I can barely function without you guys. I miss you all so much.

Love, for the last time 

Mary Macdonald 

——

Mary felt confused, thinking ‘who is this Lily? Why did we stop talking? and why can’t I remember anything about this?’ 

She decided to dump the box and sort out all the letters by their dates, so maybe she could try and remember who these people were, and why they seemed so important to her. 

Mary also felt like she needed to sort them out by the people that were mentioned. Remus, Sirius, Lily, Marlene, Peter, James, Dorcas, & Pandora.  ‘weirdo names’ She thought, ‘except for Peter, James and Lily, and who even are these people?’ After Mary had sorted out all the letters, she decided to pick from the ones about ‘Lily’ and picked up the oldest one, dated from her school years, the summer of ‘72 and it was decorated with flowers drawn on it. 

She remembered that those were her first years of school yet she can’t remember anything about it, as if it was erased from her memory.

——

12/08/1972 Hi Lily! How has your summer been? I’m sending this through a muggle post because well, we’re both muggle-borns and I don’t have an owl yet. (My mom says they’re gonna be a big pain in the ass so we can’t get one, she’s such a buzzkill, having tons of fun, and I’ve missed my TV so much. I’ve spent some time with Marlene (we used magic, haha, I don’t know how they didn’t catch us!)  and I hope you can come visit soon. 

Love, 

Mary (your new friend!)

——

Mary felt even more confused, who were muggles? Why did she need owls? Who was Marlene, and who was Lily? She had always thought she had forgotten her school years due to her age, or the genetics that were passed on to her, but while she read this letter she felt as if something had happened, as if something important happened in her brain. She decided to look at a letter sent from ‘Marlene Mckinnon’ 

——

09/12/1973 Hi Mary! It’s me Marlene, well you would probably know that but anyways, I forgot to write you letters last year, and I felt really bad about it, so here you go! A letter from your best non muggleborn friend! How has your winter been? Mine’s been pretty good, I’ve hung out with James and Peter a lot, and sometimes Remus comes and visits them so it’s always fun! I know you said you were dreading going home, but I hope it wasn’t that bad. 

Love ya,Marlene Mckinnon

——

Looking back upon school days, Mary had tried really hard to think, think and remember what had happened, of who she was friends with. Some started coming back to her, bright fiery long hair, flying brooms, big massive tables filled with food she could never even imagine and short blonde hair. Who were they? Why can’t she remember? 

She continued looking through the letters, still not understanding anything. How could they be magic? Were they wizards? She couldn’t understand anything, except for minor details.

She reviewed what she knew. Lily used to hate the boy called James. Her and Lily, Marlene, Dorcas & Pandora were friends in school. The letters from the boy Sirius started in ‘76 and ended ‘81 and it seemed like they were dating from ‘76 to ‘77. James and Lily started dating in ‘78 and got married in ‘79 and had a baby in ‘80. All the letters stopped in 1981. Marlene’s letters stopped in 1980, so did Dorcas’s and Pandora. She only had four letters from Peter, dated ‘78 ‘79 ‘80 and ‘81, one per year. 

They all mentioned a war by 1978, it seemed that they were all fighting in it, or fighting against it? She wasn’t sure. 

Mary cannot for the life of her remember any wars in the UK from that time, she can’t even remember something important happening that year. The memories were just a blur of school and colours, nothing important at all.

Mary found a pretty informational letter that seemed to have been unsent, to one Lily Evans. Who was supposedly her best friend. 

——

13/08/1978

Hey Lily. I’m so sad  happy you’re with James now I miss you so much. I just wanted to check up on you, I hope you’re doing well. Tell me more about your summer. I miss your letters and your love. I also wanted to ask if we were still a thing? Like we were last year. FuckI just wanted to check in!

All the love,Mary Macdonald

——

Mary was finally starting to piece together everything. She was in love with Lily Evans, Lily Evans was in love with James Potter. Lily Evans used to love her, but stopped. They were still friends. They must’ve gone no contact. Lily must’ve started to hate her and her love. She hoped they were still alive, she had to contact them. 

Mary saw another letter, it explained more to her. More about what had happened to them, and who they really were. 

——

03/04/82 

Lily, the wizarding world rejoiced and celebrated, but I can’t believe that you, James, Peter, Marlene, Dorcas, and everyone are just gone and that Sirius betrayed you. I miss you so much, and I’m thinking of obliviating myself, I see you everywhere, I see them everywhere, and I hope Remus is okay, I can’t see him anymore. I miss you, I wish we were back in Hogwarts, nothing would kill us there. Lily, I’m sorry, I’m never going to remember you after this. Goodbye my friend Snape came after me, I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t wanna hurt you, my love, I know we’re just friends but I miss you

Love, 

Mary Macdonald, I’ll never forget you 

——

Mary finally seemed to understand. They might be dead, but she wasn’t sure yet. They were all friends, there was a war. She felt a pang in her chest, she missed them, even though she barely knew them. This must’ve been what she was feeling, a longing for the past, the better past, her real life. 

‘Wizards must be real,’ she thought to herself, ‘I must be one. But how?’ She was still confused about the logistics of it, but she knew she was a wizard, or used to be. She must’ve used a spell to erase her memories. Why? Was it that heart-breaking? Mary didn’t know, but she assumed. 

Suddenly she felt a light blinding her, she collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily, her heart pounding in her ears and her vision dark.

Her vision was filled with a bright white light, and it felt like all her past memories were coming back. Her head hurt, and all she could see was what seemed to be her old friends, they were joking around, small and young. Then they were kissing and playing silly games like truth or dare, and throwing around spells with wands like it was easy. 

Then she saw something important, her and a redhead were kissing, and kissing, and the love filled the air, but it changed, the redhead was kissing a boy. A boy, and not her. 

The memory quickly changed to a battlefield, the blood was everywhere, it was even all over her. She felt it on her head, in her bones, staining her. She was the redhead and her friends fighting too, all bruised and bloody. Fighting against people with masks. They all had wands too, it must’ve been bad. She saw dead people everywhere, and then the light was gone.

Everything went back to the dark, and she tried to get up but she couldn’t. She tried to open her eyes, and after a couple of tries she managed to get them open, her eyelids heavy and drooping.

Mary stayed on the ground for a minute or two longer, processing what she had seen, what memories had come back to her, the redhead must’ve been Lily. The boy James. Her heart broke slowly, the pieces stuck in her body, making her choke on her emptiness. 

Mary truly felt the weight of what she remembered, they must all be dead. Her friends, her love, her everything, and she had chosen to forget them. She had chosen to live oblivious. She hated herself, why would she do that?  She wanted to remember everything, she wanted all the love back. She knew this love, this life she had lived wasn’t real. It wasn’t hers, not anymore. It was the life of a person unburdened by their past, unknowing of their truth. 

She stood up, shaking, and walked to the only table in the attic, sitting on the small short chair, grasping to its edges, eyes searching for a pen and paper to write on.

She saw a paper on the edge, she picked it up slowly, her hand shaking and tried to write a letter to Lily. 

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13/07/92 

I know who you are now. I really miss you, I hope this gets to you. I hope you’re alive. I just wanted to reach out again, Lily Evans. I couldn’t get you out of my mind, even when I didn’t know who you were

I hope you’re out there somewhere, and this gets to you. I hope one day we can meet again, and I can see you and the others.

Regards,

Mary Macdonald 

——

After Mary had written down her thoughts in the letter, she sighed. She felt like she would never get a reply, and it would tell her that her fear was real, but she had to try. 

She walked back to the floor, picking up an envelope and an opened letter to figure out Lily’s address and write it down. She put her letter in the envelope and wrote down the address, put a stamp on it, and prayed. 

She went downstairs, put the letter in the mailbox, and prayed for it to reach. Prayed for Lily to be alive. 

She saw the letters get taken away the next day, and she prayed. 

She continued her normal average life, and continued praying. Praying the letter would reach, praying they could be friends again. 

She kissed her husband, she babysat her friends' kids, she went out, she had fun, but not without praying. She did everything with the feeling of despair in her bones the longer the letter wasn’t replied to. 

6 MONTHS LATER: 

Mary checked the post anxiously, knowing the letter should’ve gotten to Lily already, knowing she should have a reply already. 

Six months had passed, it had been so long with the fear of Lily being dead in her body, and now she knew. The letter was in the mailbox, address not found. Person dead.

Lily was dead. The only tether to her past life, the only tether for the pain she was feeling. The one who had made it better and then worse again. She felt the pain in her chest before it hit her mind, making her breath heavy and her body shake.

She barely knew this person, yet here she was, crying over them being dead. Lily must’ve died ages ago, but Mary didn’t know. 

All Mary knew was that it was 1993. January, her husband's birth month. The day she found out Lily was dead. Lily was dead, which meant all her friends were dead. It was like before she had found out, she still didn’t know them, and she would never be able to. They were all gone. Forever. She would never even get to see the fiery red hair again, unless it was someone else, someone different. Not Lily. 

She ran to the attic, where all those months ago she had sat down, and written a letter to a dead person. To a dead person she once knew, to a dead person she would never get to feel again. 

Mary sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until her body was empty of tears, and her voice gone. She would never get to remember them again, all she had was letters. Letters to a happier life. 

She never did get over it, years and years later, an old woman, with her old husband. She held on to those letters, never letting them go missing, keeping them in a box titled ‘Don’t Forget Me’, and she never did forget. 

Sometimes she would wish that she could erase her memories again, but this time she lived with the pain, and died with the pain. 

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23 million-year-old petrified mangrove forest discovered hiding in plain sight in Panama | Live Science

...  Whereas the canopies of most living mangrove trees reach around 43 feet (13 meters) high, S. barrocoloradoensis grew to around 82 feet (25 m) and could tower up to 130 feet (40 m). 

The ancient trees likely evolved the same survival strategies mangroves use today, preferring brackish waters to highly saline ocean waters, Jaramillo said. The forest fringed a narrow peninsula that connected present-day central Panama to North America before the Isthmus of Panama formed, sometime between 23 million and 3 million years ago.

The mangrove fossils were all in a similar state of preservation, prompting the researchers to think the forest was wiped out by a single volcanic eruption that flooded the landscape with mud.

Since the researchers first discovered wood fossils on Barro Colorado Island, "people have been finding plenty more all over the island," Jaramillo said.

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[ 📹 The martyred bodies of 8 civilians are bid farewell by their families at Kamal Adwan Hospital in Beit Lahiya, in the northern Gaza Strip, following an overnight bombing of a residential home in the city by the Israeli occupation forces. 📈 An infographic summarizes facts and figures on the ongoing Nakba on its 74th Anniversary. When, in 1948, nearly 134'000 Palestinian civilians were murdered by Zionists and around 1 million displaced out of a population at the time of approximately 1.4 million. The ethnic cleansing never really stopped, but took on new forms over the decades and continues to this day in the form of the current genocide in Gaza. More info found in #source1 . ]

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DAY 221: 74TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE NAKBA, UN VEHICLE TARGETED, OCCUPATION BOMBING MURDERS ENTIRE PALESTINIAN FAMILIES

On the 221st day of "Israel's" ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the Israeli occupation forces (IOF) committed 8 new massacres of Palestinian families, resulting in the deaths of 82 Palestinian civilians, mostly women and children, and wounding at least 234 others.

It should be noted that as a result of the constant Israeli bombardment of Gaza's healthcare system, infrastructure, residential and commercial buildings, local paramedic and civil defense crews are unable to recover countless hundreds, even thousands of victims who remain trapped under the rubble, or who's bodies remain strewn across the streets of Gaza.

This leaves the official death toll vastly undercounted, as Gaza's healthcare officials are unable to accurately tally those killed and maimed in this genocide, which must be kept in mind when considering the scale of the mass murder.

Today, on the 74th anniversary of the Nakba, the Catastrophe inflicted on the Palestinian people when the Zionist entity established itself through the genocide and ethnic cleansing of the native population of the occupied Palestinian territories.

Starting in 1948, and continuing to this day, the Palestinian National Council released a statement commemorating the horrors of the Nakba that began on this day 74 years ago.

The National Council states that the Nakba resulted in the forced displacement of 800'000 Palestinians, out of the 1.4 million citizens living on the land that was stolen from them at gunpoint, and which eventually came to create the modern-day occupied territories of the Israeli entity.

According to the National Council, the Israeli occupation "controlled 774 towns and villages, and destroyed 531 Palestinian towns and villages during the Nakba. The atrocities of the Zionist forces also included more than 70 massacres in which more than 15 thousand Palestinians were martyred."

Since then, a sort of slow-rolling Nakba has continued, despite the Palestinian population doubling more than 10 times since 1948, while more than 100'000 Palestinians have been murdered by the Israeli occupation since the Nakba, and more 1 million detentions of Palestinians have occured since that time.

The National Council also points to the expansion of Israeli settlements, sites and military outposts in the occupied West Bank, which totalled 471 by 2020, of which, 151 were Israeli colonial settlements, and 26 inhabited outposts.

The Israeli occupation continues to confiscate more Palestinian lands, using the classification system created by the Oslo Accords to justify the continued expansion of the Israeli entity, while settler attacks continue on a daily basis.

You can read more about the historical and ongoing Nakba by clicking #source1 at the bottom of this post.

Back in the Gaza Strip, today marks the 8th day of the Israeli occupation army's operations in the Rafah Governate, in the southern Gaza Strip, where Israeli Merkava tanks and other armored vehicles penetrated Salah al-Din Street, east of the Rafah Governate.

According to local reporting, occupation armored vehicles penetrated west of the Rafah Crossing, which remained closed for the 8th consecutive day, blocking any and all humanitarian or medical aid and supplies from reaching the Gaza Strip.

This forces starvation on the Palestinian population, while the sick and wounded are prevented from exiting the enclave to receive treatment outside Gaza's collapsing healthcare system.

According to the report, Zionist occupation tanks and armored vehicles entered West of the Rafah crossing in what appeared to be an attempted incursion across the border with Egypt.

In separate movements, Merkava tanks were seen entering George Street through the Al-Salam neighborhood, as occupation artillery shelling targeted the area.

Israeli artillery also targeted the Brazil neighborhood, as well as the Al-Tanour neighborhood surrounding the Al-Najjar Hospital and Khirbet al-Adas, where the Israeli occupation shelled the headquarters of the Palestinian Red Crescent Society, resulting in a fire and destroying the building.

The same reporting states that Zionist tanks, armored vehicles and air forces expanded their bombing and artillery shelling campaign into central Rafah, targeting the Al-Awda roundabout, as well as the Al-Shaboura and Yabna Refugee Camps, the most densely populated areas in the city.

According to the United Nations, over 350'000 Palestinians have been displaced from the Rafah area, most of whom were displaced from other areas of Gaza after being forced to flee from Israeli military operations in various axis.

At the start of the Israeli entity's ground operations in Rafah, more than 1.4 million Palestinians had been crammed into the city of Rafah, which had a pre-war population of around 175'000 people.

Meanwhile, the Israeli occupation's ongoing bombing and shelling targeted various sectors of the Gaza Strip; north, south, east and west, slaughtering entire families and destroying countless Palestinian homes and businesses.

In the middle of the night, occupation warplanes targeted a 3-story residential home belonging to the Karaja family, south of the Nuseirat Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, mass murdering 14 Palestinian civilians, including several children, and wounding a number of others. Updated reports say the death toll has since increased to 18.

According to the Central Committee in Rafah, as a result of the Israeli occupation's ongoing invasion and bombardment of the Rafah Governate, all healthcare centers in the east and central neighborhoods of Rafah City have been evacuated under threat of the occupation army's bombardment.

As a result of the occupation's continuous artillery shelling targeting the headquarters of the Palestinian Red Crescent Society (PRCS), in the Khirbet al-Adas neighborhood, north of Rafah, the building eventually caught fire and was destroyed.

The crimes of the Israeli occupation continued when Zionist fighter jets bombed a civilian's house in the Bakr Land area, west of Gaza City, while a separate bombing targeted Beit Lahia, in the northwest of the Palestinian enclave, and also continued pummeling the Jabalia Refugee Camp, in the northern Strip.

The war crimes of the Israeli occupation continued when an IOF air raid targeted the Tal al-Zaatar area, as well as the School square in the Jabalia Camp, while local paramedic crews were unable to reach the sites due to the continued bombardment of the area.

Following those crimes, the Zionist occupation army shelled several residential areas of the Al-Zaytoun neighborhood, southeast of Gaza City, after which, local civil defense and paramedic personnel were able to recover the bodies three martyred civilians and transported 9 wounded Palestinians to nearby hospitals.

Similarly, occupation air forces bombed a gathering of civilians in the vicinity of the Salah al-Din Gate, south of the city of Rafah, killing at least one civilian and wounding a number of others, while further Zionist jets bombarded the Al-Salam, Al-Geneina, Al-Tanour, and Brazil neighborhoods of the city.

Continued bombing of the Nuseirat and Al-Bureij Refugee Camps, in the central Gaza Strip, similarly resulted in the deaths of another 6 civilians.

Additionally, the Zionist army vastly escalated its ground operations in the Jabalia Camp, storming 6 displacement shelters housing homeless civilians, during which the occupation army arrested hundreds of Palestinians, executing dozens more and displacing thousands, forcing families to leave Jabalia for western Gaza while under continuous bombardment.

Further air raids by occupation aircraft resulted in the destruction of more than 100 homes in the Jabalia area.

IOF warplanes also bombed a residential home belonging to the Masoud family on Al-Nuzha Street in Jabalia al-Balad, north of Gaza, while another house belonging to the Abdel Rahman family was bombed in the Jabalia Refugee Camp, opposite the Al-Faluja School, killing a child and wounding several others.

At the same time, Zionist aircraft bombed another Palestinian home belonging to the Al-Safadi family on Old Gaza Street in Jabalia, killing and wounding a number of civilians, while yet another bombing of a home in Beit Lahiya killed three Palestinians and wounded several children.

Occupation forces have also penetrated the Al-Zaytoun neighborhood of Gaza City for the 5th day, while occupation D9 armored bulldozers destroyed the southern wall of the Al-Sabra medical clinic and also destroyed the power network and several water tanks.

Zionist fighter jets further bombed a residential house in the Al-Daraj neighborhood of central Gaza City.

In yet another horrific war crime, the Israeli occupation army targeted a clearly marked United Nations vehicle carrying personnel belonging to the World Health Organization (WHO), killing the Palestinian driver and one WHO employee, and wounding two others, one critically.

Gaza faces further catastrophe as yet another Palestinian hospital, the European Gaza Hospital in this case, has lost electricity generation due to running out of fuel, a result of the continued closure of the Rafah and Kerem Shalom border crossings.

Meanwhile, IOF warplanes bombed a school in the Nuseirat Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, resulting in the deaths of four Palestinians who were transported to Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital in Deir al-Balah, while occupation artillery shelling hammered neighborhoods north of the Camp, killing at least four others.

As a result of the Israeli occupation's ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the death toll among the local population has risen to exceed 35'173 Palestinians killed, including over 15'000 children and 10'000 women, while another 79'061 others have been wounded since the start of the current round of Zionist aggression, beginning with the events of October 7th, 2023.

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I just learned today that in 2019 a new combination drug was released to treat cystic fibrosis and it's so effective that the projected lifespan of people who take it increases from 40ish (in developed countries with previous gold-standard treatments) to 82. a hundred years ago babies born with CF would die before age 5.

when people start taking the drug their lungs clear overnight. in people who respond well, the traditional "sweat test" gives normal results, as if they don't have CF. patients on the drug can safely interact without needing to maintain distance to avoid giving each other resistant lung infections. some who were previously infertile are able to become pregnant. make-a-wish no longer automatically accept applicants with CF because it is no longer automatically a terminal illness.

specialists have said that the only breakthrough this compares to is the development of HIV drugs in the 90s, which turned it from a guaranteed terminal disease to a treatable chronic one.

here's the article I read, for anyone else who might have missed it in the overwhelming torrent of bad news in the last four years

[wandercatt]

18, 25, 28, 54, 55, 56, 81, 82, 84

18. Met someone who changed you

i have been shaped not by a single person but by a group of individuals who have influenced who i am today. yet, one stands out with a particularly profound impact. i owe much of my progress to her. her words continue to guide me as i pass them on to others. without her subtle intervention, i might have drifted aimlessly in a world that consumes the unprepared. she’s my jessica to my harvey spectre; though we now fight on different fronts, we are still rallying under the same flag. soon, our paths will intersect in a confrontation i eagerly anticipate—and aim to win. i hold a complex mix of admiration and bewilderment toward her. in moments of doubt, i reflect on her choices, and that reflection has led me to where i stand today, for which i am deeply grateful.

25. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life

there are countless things i could wish to change, yet i find myself standing in the in-between—somewhere between who i was and who i hope to be. if i could change one thing, perhaps it would be learning to love myself more deeply. it’s not that i’m filled with disdain, but there’s a quiet sense that i don’t quite cherish myself enough to let go of the reckless habits that still linger.

28. Who’s getting on your nerves right now

francis. that ugly motherfucker from work. he's not just getting on my nerves, i fucking hate him. i aint writing shit for francis. lol.

54. Want kids?

at this juncture, the idea of having children feels somewhat distant. it doesn’t quite resonate with my current view, where the search for meaning often seems fruitless. despite the pressure to continue the family line, i find a certain peace in ending the cycle of a dysfunctional family by not adding more generations. for now, the prospect of raising a new life seems like a diversion from the more pressing and perhaps transient quests of existence.

55. Get married?

i'm not closing the door on marriage, despite having to call off an engagement. at the moment, it’s not something i see in the next couple of years, as i feel there are still personal challenges and growth i need to address before such a commitment feels truly meaningful.

56. Career

in the world of business process outsourcing, i find myself managing operations, navigating a landscape that feels both burdensome and oddly indifferent. the intricacies of leadership often seem inconsequential, yet there are moments, fleeting and subtle, where guiding others provides a brief, almost poetic glimmer of meaning amidst the monotony. i aim to ascend to a director role before i turn 35, hoping to find a deeper sense of purpose in the pursuit— or just drop all of this and be a surfing instructor, who plays in a band every other weekend. lol.

81. How would you label yourself?

i’m not sure how to label myself, especially when i drift through moments of existential doubt. some say i’m smart, others believe i’m the strongest they know. yet, there are those who see weakness or call me foolish. i let go of caring about their views long ago, but now, in the quiet space without their voices, i’m left unsure of how to define myself. so, i wonder—how would you label me?

82. Someone You Pray Everyday For

i can’t remember the last time i prayed. once, i was a devoted believer. its hard to answer this question directly. if any of those 10,000 gods are real, my prayer would be for the one who could end the suffering and evil in the world and perhaps deal with harry roque. i recall having asked for that before, but it seems those prayers remain unanswered. what makes a god god anyway? did we create them to make us believe that we are made by them?

84. Who From All Your Ex’s have You Cared The Most About

as much as i hate to admit it, kamil stands out as the one i cared for the most. she was the recipient of everything i had to offer, the best of what i could give at the time. sadly, circumstances weren’t in our favour, and i fell short; young, stupid, and naive as i was. i hope she doesn’t stumble upon this, because that would be embarrassing as hell. we don’t follow each other, but she pops up on my for you page from time to time. lol.

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These are the hard ones: no recovery of the body.

We honor the service of 2nd Lt David S. Hunter and will not forget the ultimate price he paid 82 years ago. #WWII

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2nd Lieutenant David S. Hunter, of Proctor, Vermont, and the 80th Fighter Squadron, was executed by the Japanese at Rabaul, New Britain, on or about August 31, 1942, 82 years ago today. His remains were never recovered. #POWMIA @WW2Researcher @AFmuseum @vermonthistory

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"A survey of 2,000 Americans delved into their sentiments around environmentalism and found that a significant majority—seven in 10—feel they’ve become more ethically responsible as they’ve gotten older (71%).

Over the past year, U.S. adults have also been taking small steps in their everyday lives to do the right thing—such as starting conversations with their loved ones about going green (39%), donating clothing (37%), and purchasing sustainable products (36%).

When it comes to doing their part, other regular habits include avoiding littering (51%), recycling (49%), and using compostable eating materials, like plates and cups (46%).

The poll, sponsored by Chinet, found that, when asked about the businesses and brands they want to support, a majority of Americans said it’s important that they share the same values (73%).

Gen Z (77%) and millennials (82%) were especially likely to say this is the case.

Nearly half of all respondents have stopped supporting or using a brand because their values didn’t align with something they’ve said or done (48%), with the average person leaving five brands behind.

“As part of our 2030 strategy, we are committed to innovating our products to be recyclable, compostable or reusable, in order to help consumers enjoy gatherings knowing they are taking steps toward being more sustainable,” said Chinet brand manager Melissa Rakos.

“Hosts and guests alike shouldn’t worry about sacrificing convenience for sustainability,” she added. “Utilizing products that are made from recycled material and ridding unrecyclable foam items completely is an easy way for people to get started with making these changes in their everyday lives.”

A similar poll of Brits in the UK, found three-quarters of respondents described themselves as greener today than they were a decade ago—with a large majority believing they have a responsibility to live a sustainable lifestyle.

Making greener choices than ever before, 58 percent believe that being environmentally-conscious is a ‘badge of honor’."

-via Good News Network, 3/25/23

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distract me pls

1: Is there a boy/girl in your life?

2: Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

3: What do you think of when you hear the word? (you choose)

4: What something you really want right now?

5: Are you afraid of falling in love?

6: Do you like the beach?

7: Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

8: What the background on your cell?

9: Name the last four beds you were sat on?

10: Do you like your phone?

11: Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

12: Who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts?

13: Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler?

14: Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?

15: Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

16: Are you tired?

17: How long have you known your 1st phone contact?

18: Are they a relative?

19: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

20: When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with?

21: If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

22: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

23: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

24: Is there a certain quote you live by?

25: What on your mind?

26: Do you have any tattoos?

27: What is your favourite colour?

28: Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

29: Who are you texting?

30: Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch?

31: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

32: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?

33: Do you think anyone has feelings for you?

34: Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?

35: Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

36: Were you single on Valentines Day?

37: Are you friends with the last person you kissed?

38: What do your friends call you?

39: Has anyone upset you in the last week?

40: Have you ever cried over a text?

41: Where’s your last bruise located?

42: What is it from?

43: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

44: Who was the last person you were on the phone with?

45: Do you have a favourite pair of shoes?

46: Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day?

47: Would you ever go bald if it was the style?

48: Do you make supper for your family?

49: Does your bedroom have a door?

50: Top 3 web-pages?

51: Do you know anyone who hates shopping?

52: Does anything on your body hurt?

53: Are goodbyes hard for you?

54: What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?

55: How is your hair?

56: What do you usually do first in the morning?

57: Do you think two people can last forever?

58: Think back to January 2007, were you single?

59: Green or purple grapes?

60: When the next time you will give someone a BIG hug?

61: Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

62: When will be the next time you text someone?

63: Where will you be 5 hours from now?

64: What were you doing at 8 this morning.

65: This time last year, can you remember who you liked?

66: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

67: Did you kiss or hug anyone today?

68: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

69: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

70: How many windows are open on your computer?

71: How many fingers do you have?

72: What is your ringtone?

73: How old will you be in 5 months?

74: Where is your Mum right now?

75: Why aren't you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

76: Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?

77: Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

78: Do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7?

79: Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?

80: Have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms?

81: How many people have you liked in the past three months?

82: Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days?

83: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

84: You're drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you with?

85: If your BF/GF was into drugs would you care?

86: What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie?

87: Who was your last received call from?

88: If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you?

89: What is something you wish you had more of?

90: Have you ever trusted someone too much?

91: Do you sleep with your window open?

92: Do you get along with girls?

93: Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

94: Does sex mean love?

95: You are locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

96: Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring?

97: Did you sleep alone this week?

98: Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you?

99: Do you believe in love at first sight?

100: Who was the last person that you pinky promised?

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More 1980s Tumblr!

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I’m never going to get over the fact that THE DAVID BOWIE and QUEEN made a song together like omg my two faves teaming up to make the ultimate song is awesome!!!!!!!

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OMG SAME BESTIE FREDDIE AND BOWIE STOOD IN THE SAME ROOM AND MADE MUSIC IS SOMETHING THAT ME A FEW YEARS AGO WOULDN’T HAVE BELIEVED LIKE AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

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I’d like to think I’m a nice person

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Didn’t you roast a smiths fan so hard they deactivated?

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New year, new me

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That was a month ago

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NEW YEAR NEW ME!

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OMG WAKE UP JOY DIVISON/NEW ORDER GIRLIES NEW ALBUM JUST DROPPED

ALSO NEW MUSIC VIDEO FOR ATMOSPHERE LIKE IM NOT GOING TO SPOIL ANYTHING BUT IT MADE ME CRY JUST KNOW THAT

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FUCK YEAH BABY!!!!!!!!!

GONNA GO WATCH IT NOW AND ILL LET YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL AFTERWARDS

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Update: I cried. Like full on sobs. Haven’t done that in years since

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Same guys same. I’m a mess

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I’m still crying at that last bit

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DONT REMIND ME STEPH😭😭😭😭😭

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Do you all want a hug? Especially @hookysbass cause girl what happened

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Ian’s death happened

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CLASHIES! REMEMBER WHEN JOE WENT MISSING BEFORE THEIR UK TOUR IN 82? YEAH GUESS WHAT THAT WAS THREE YEARS AGO TODAY

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YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT THOSE LONG AND GRUELLING THREE WEEKS HAPPENED THAT LONG AGO

YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT THE TWEET THAT BROKE US IS THREE YEARS OLD NOW?!

i think I’m going to throw up

🔁🥊ifoughtthelaw follow

Show a Clash Stan this and they will tell you their deepest darkest secret

🔁🪨combatrocks follow

STOP PLEASE NO MORE

🔁 🔥londonsburning follow

Hey guys guess how long it’s been now:

6 FUCKING YEARS!!!!!

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💋robbiesmith follow

I want this man to kiss me passionately on the mouth:

🔁🕸 spellbndgrrl follow

Well I want her to step on me:

Yeah break my back with those black leather heeled boots 😍😍😍😍😍

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🌕killingmoon follow

It’s always Robert Smith this and George Michael that, but where is the respect for the incredibly strange boys?

🔁🐶campervanlassie follow

THIS OMG WHERES THE LOVE FOR MY BOYS? CAMPER😤VAN😤BEETHOVEN!!!!!!!!!

🔁🐁talking-rats

It’s been years since I last heard the name David Byrne spoken on these hallowed grounds. He was once the king for us weridos but now he’s not and it makes me sad. Miss seeing that loser in his big suit everywhere on my dash

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(Prev fake dash)

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

We're only 2 days away from screaming Primo Victoria, but today we might just listen to Midway as the battle of Midway started on this day, 82 years ago.