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#CORONA MEMORIAL
lolaloveschampagne · 2 years
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STUIFDUINWANDELROUTE - 11 km.
STUIFDUINWANDELROUTE – 11 km.
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dominicsorel · 8 months
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You ever think about how the "keep Riku safe" memory almost wakes Sora up but then Ansem SOD showing up to imply Sora's failure on doing that in KH1 is what plunges him back into sleep?
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crabussy · 9 months
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TO PREFACE. this post is ONLY about the people who openly boast about this and act like they're better than people who do wear masks. the rest of you, drink some water and I love you okay?
I'm so so tired of seeing people SO PROUD of the fact that they refuse to wear a mask. it is such a small, small inconvenience to you but its so important to you that you prolong the pandemic and cause more suffering and death. when you parade your ignorance around I want you to remember this number:
6,910,810
thats the number of deaths from covid-19. that's the total number of people who have died because of the virus as of August 29 2023. it's repulsive how you don't even stop to think about the elderly, those with autoimmune diseases, the already sick or disabled who have such a high chance of dying if they are exposed to even one person with the virus. My dad is now disabled from long covid. he hasn't been able to ride his bike, his favourite activity in the world, for over half a year. and he's one of the least affected by the virus. My friend (no longer around) with an autoimmune disease could not travel for three years because aeroplanes were such a high risk zone for her because people weren't wearing masks in such close proximity.
please I am begging you. inconvenience yourself. people are dying.
I know the death toll is dwindling and thats fantastic but it's not over yet.
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raiponces · 3 months
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corfidbizna · 2 years
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KHIII Chapter 26 (Eng): https://www.mediafire.com/file/y620xurj54a1lq0/KH3_Ch26.zip/file Chapter List
Speak of the horse, and he shall Dragon-Ball-Z-teleport-sound behind you.
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tardis--dreams · 1 year
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Pompeii came out 10 years ago: sounds right. that's not even that long ago?!
Last all time low concert was 5.5 years ago: absolutely not. that's literally impossible. that's like half a lifetime, the Fuck?!
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yardsards · 1 year
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whats the song named amity u mentioned? the one the singer compares amity to hello kitty?
song is amity by elliott smith
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your--sins · 11 months
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timesofocean · 1 year
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Samsung to cut chip production after profits plunge 96%
New Post has been published on https://www.timesofocean.com/samsung-to-cut-chip-production-after-profits-plunge-96/
Samsung to cut chip production after profits plunge 96%
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Istanbul (The Times Groupe) – A slow global economy and lower demand after COVID19 have caused Samsung Electronics to reduce its memory chip production.
In January-March, Samsung’s operating profits fell $454m from $9bn in the previous year. Samsung’s shares rose by more than 4% in spite of this.
Comparatively to its competitors, the company resisted cutting memory chip production. Samsung faces a “double whammy” of losing money on dynamic random access memory (DRAM) and NAND memory chips, as well as updating the process technology used in its factories, analysts say.
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if the world had protected itself half as much against the spreading of Corona as tumblr apparently protects itself against the spreading of posts via reblogs then summer 2020 would just be a vage memory of some beach vacation
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shojizbae · 2 months
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Rave Baby
Spencer Reid x Reader
After a long case, some of the team pitstops at your apartment, and Morgan takes the liberty of searching through some memories. He comes across some scandalous photos that light a fire in Reid.
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This last case was challenging. To make it worse, the power had gone out in DC due to a blackout. With a chirp, I told the team that I always had a generator and that we could cool with some coronas in my fridge. Hotch had declined, stating the necessity of returning to his wife and son. I had thrown open all the windows and cranked the AC, attempting to push out all the hot air. With my permission, Derek had distributed beers from my fridge and found a bag of chips.
A battery-powered radio was located, and my CDs were run through to find something to unwind with. With a sigh, Emily sank onto my couch and sipped her beer.
"Uhh, I can't tell you how nice your apartment is."
"Yeah," JJ groaned from the corner, holding her hair up and sticking her face in the AC vent. Derek was still looking through my belongings when he came across a Scooter CD.
"Well, well, well, where did a girl like you find this type of music?" I looked at the album cover.
"Oh, that's from my college days." I tried to dismiss it. This isn't the sort of stuff I would share with my coworkers.
"Really? Let's go ahead and pop this in."
"No don't!" I tried to launch it at him before he could open it, but it was too late. A few photos I took the night I bought that CD slipped into his lap.
"Woah ho ho!" Spencer, who had been content to sift through my shitty romance novels, peaked his head up like a prairie dog at the sound of Derek's chuckle. "What do we have here?" He held up one photo, and I hid behind my beer bottle.
"That was years ago," I whined
"What is this?" Spencer came to the group, attention fully peaked
"It's (Y/n). At a rave." Spencer snatched the photo out of Morgans's hand like a cat but Emily nearly yelled
"Shut up, let me see." she slammed her glass bottle on the table and grabbed one of the photos from him
"No way," JJ stated, following Spencer into the circle to look at the evidence. "I could never imagine you at a rave. I've seen you get upset that you left your clothes in the washing machine."
"They'll get moldy," I whined
"Holy shit. Where was this?" Emily inspects a photo of me in a bikini, fluffy leg warmers, and a matching bucket hat. "Look at your butt where were you hiding this." She makes an attempt to check me out, but I sink further into my couch
"I don't know, I was never sober in the 72 hours around a rave."
"Oh yeah? What did you take?" Morgan begged
"All sorts of crap, mostly hallucinogens. My rave mentor told me music is better when you're high."
"So why'd you stop going?" Emily asked
"I grew up."
"You grew up?" JJ asked, putting the photo on the table
"Yeah," I rubbed my hands up and down my thigh and sighed. I wasn't entirely ready to trauma-dump the team, but here I was. "My uncle, who basically raised me, passed on Thanksgiving in the sophomore year of my bachelor's. Hallucinogens made it easy not to grieve, and loud music blocked my ability to think. I would dance around and tell everyone that 'tonight was the night,' and I was 'finally free,' but I would just see him after a while. He would ask me, 'Why are you doing this, my dove?'. I couldn't ignore him anymore, so I just stopped. Put all my teeny bikinis in a box and put it past me." I cleared my throat, realizing that I had put a damper on the mood
"We could play the CD. I think I'll still remember the rhythm." I switched in the discs and let the synth radiate through my living room. Immediately, I felt the groove, letting it carry my limbs airily around me. I felt myself disconnect as the beat continued to pump. Before I could drift away wholly, Emilie's voice brought me down to earth.
"You packed all this away? That means you still have it?"
"Yeah, in a box in the back of my closet." before I could discover my mistake, she darted to the back of my apartment, and JJ took off with her.
"Oh hell, I gotta see this." Derek got up and dropped the last of the photos. Reid dutifully packed them up and sifted through the photos, stopping on one.
"What did you find, Spence?" I crawled toward him slowly. I gasped at the photo. My Rave mom, Zoe, who was only 4 months older than me, and I were posing together. He sifted through the images with it and stacked them. I gasped at the image. The photo on the top was of Zoe throwing up a peace sign, showing the neon pink paint on her palms, and a green hand was playfully on my throat. Both of our bodies had been splattered with neon ain't, but noticeably, I had two big hands brink on the triangle bikini we wore. One pink, one green.
The picture below was of Zoe and I very dramatically kissing. Zoe had made smudged hand prints on my ass. I had a leg up on her hip, and you could see drool and lipstick around each other mouths.
"I hardly even remember that night, and I thought it was trendy to act gay." I pulled the pictures from his hand and returned them to the case. "I'm sorry you had to see that."
"Why are you apologizing? Y-you had fun."
"Yeah, but you're my colleague. This is embarrassing and you probably are ashamed of me."
"Actually, I'm jealous. In college, I had no friends and didn't go to parties. I was, I am, a loser. You had fun."
"Did you not hear my spiel about using drugs not to think?"
"Yeah, but you were hot." That shocked you. He was only two beers deep, and Reid was spilling his secrets.
You laughed in shock.
"Spencer, you can't say things like that." I slapped at his chest playfully.
"WELL!" I could hear Derek's strained voice. "This!" he put the giant plastic tub on the floor next to us. "This is one heavy bucket of slutty clothes."
"I want to try something on!" JJ greedily popped the snaps on the cover. With giggles, JJ and Emily started pulling out bikinis that looked like they were made out of spider webs.
"Woah ho ho!" Derek giggled, holding up a low-rise thong. "I hope you wore a jacket."
"Alright, that's enough!" I grabbed it from his reach
"Hey, could I borrow one of these?" JJ asked. "Will has been asking for something new."
"Yeah, but don't borrow it. I don't want it back." I made a face of disgust
"Yeah, I might want to just wear one around my apartment?" Emily held something balled up
"Take as many as you want. I won't wear them again. I should sell them. I could finally go on vacation."
"Woah woah woah, if you sell these, what will you wear on vacation?" Derek joked
"Clothes." I snatched another piece of hosiery from him. My knees cracked as I stood and got another beer from the kitchen. "Now, get out of my panties." I swatted him with the bottoms as I walked by
by some stroke of God, the lights flicked back on, and across the street, I could see the surrounding building come back to life.
"Well, I've got to get to my house before my ice cream spoils." Emily stood and collected a few pieces of fabric.
"Yeah, and completely unrelated. I have to call Will." JJ juts out her lip in an admission of guilt. They snuck out the door, giggling and tucking crazy fabric in their bags.
"I should get going too, wonder boy. You need a ride home?"
"No, I should be fine. There's a train in the next hour." Reid was still immersed in the photos.
"Well, don't bug her too badly." He left with a wink
"Why are you still looking at those? They're ancient."
"The date on the back says 1998, making you 20 years old. You're 28." Finally, he puts the photos down. "I'm having a hard time picturing you going to a rave. You only read sappy novels from the seventies. I saw three copies of Tuck Everlasting on your shelves." All the talk from my coworkers and the five beers in my system made me more than angry and bold.
Stupid ideas were my biggest export when I was inebriated.
"Well, I know the FBI has kept me in shape. I'm going to my bedroom and try these on." I gave a coy smile as I took a handful of sets and strutted off to the back of my place.
"W-what do you mean you're going to try them on."
"I've gotta see if they still fit."
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orphancookie69 · 2 years
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9/16: Roger’s Gardens 2022!
It is that time of year again! Fall is almost here, time to head back to Corona Del Mar and see a spooky boutique! This year it was themed NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS! Before I even went, I was excited. Like that is such an iconic classic movie-and the perfect theme for the halloween boutique! 
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Really, that photo (and any other photo in this post) speaks for itself. This feels very Beetlejuice more than Nightmare Before Christmas, but again-those two marry very well! This here is your entrance. 
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The forest of holidays! Really, as a side rant...how did the nightmare before christmas never get a sequel by going into the other holiday doors...that would sell. I would go to the movie theatres to see that. 
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Jack, the man the myth the legend. 
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Sally, the lady changing the roles of leading ladies now and then. 
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OOGIE BOOGIE. I love villains, he is probably going to be one my next tattoos. He turned out beautifully. 
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What? Oh yes, the Mayor is worried that If I show you anything more you will not go see for yourself. He is quite right on this one, so this will be my last photo for this post. 10 out of 10, worth seeing. The products, feel similar to other years, except for a couple of cute witch scene displays that really if I had a couple of hundred of dollars on me-would of been mine. But this is a great start to the fall season, bring on the Pumpkin Spice Lattes! What is your favorite thing this year at Roger’s Gardens? 
PS: Want to compare it to previous years? Here are my posts from previous years....2021 and 2020...I regret not making a post for the year with Alice in Wonderland but I may not have had a Tumblr then.
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chailovesu · 7 months
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a list of everything ive manifested and what i want to manifest
having alot of friends + also having at least one best friend (in short never being lonely)
people always approaching me first
not living with desired people
instant appearance changes
instant weather changes
very very pretty almond doe eyes and long eyelashes
a puppy
oddly specific tiktoks to pop on my fyp
being "popular" in school
having big boobs and a big butt naturally
being a semi big submaker
my face shape (younger me listened to round shape face subliminals but i had a thin one before)
alot of mcdonalds
bigger prettier lips
alot of sps coming back because i believed in the saying "they always come back"
revising something completely and there being no evidence of it ever happening
long breaks off of school (i feel like since i was listening to ALOT of "cancel school" subliminals b4 the corona break and i've had so many breaks off of school)
soft pretty 3a/3b hair
alotttt of compliments
being seen as very attractive in my own eyes and other ppls
being alot of ppls comfort person everyone tells me they enjoy my company
being right abt random things
manifested alot of things for my old friend
constantly passing classes knowing damn well i didn't do any work 😭 went from a 34 to a 92 doing absolutely nothing
all my teachers liking me enough to bump my grades to passing even if i did nothing in their classes
strangers always being nice to me all the time
people being obsessed with me (i don't recommend manifesting this 😭) 
being lucky in games 
immediate weight loss
having 300+ absences when the county's limit was 10 a semester and never getting in trouble for it
moving out of houses 
being spoiled by people irl and online simply for being attractive
ppl texting me immediately after i think abt them
being able to manifest fast in general 
having a high pitched cute voice
+ other tiny things
what im current manifesting
being extremely rich + living in a mansion
knowing how to speak Spanish, Korean, and French
revising any trauma I've experienced
desired baby pictures and childhood memories
having no anxiety and never overthinking
being everyones type + being like kokomi teruhashi
revising that i have close childhood friends
butt length hair
having no body hair
having a vivid imagination
4.0 gpa + perfect attendance + being naturally smart + being good at math
hazel eyes with mostly green
a cat and a pink bird and a bunny + my current dogs but they're all going to be babies and get along well (also manifesting that ik how to manage all of them)
being shorter
desired parents + only one sibling
a lot of rich love interests
desired body and face
old friends coming back
being a huge submaker like roy
bringing certain family members back to life
im manifesting this by affirming and listening to subliminals because thats what i prefer
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funeralprint · 2 years
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bomberqueen17 · 4 months
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RIP to the OG
Alas! Broadway star and legend Chita Rivera has died aged 91.
My cat is named for her, and it's a funny story I feel I should share. See, in 2007 or so, Dude was working for the local alt-newsweekly (remember those?) and during the time he was there, Chita Rivera was scheduled to come to Buffalo for a show. The theatre editor was so excited about this that he insisted on having a 52-week countdown on the theatre page, which annoyed the graphic design department enormously because that page otherwise had a static header.
But it became a running joke. "ONLY FORTY-NINE WEEKS UNTIL CHITA RIVERA!"
The theatre editor was so excited he commissioned a mural of her to be painted on his dining room wall.
I'm not sure how this came about, but somehow she was offered and accepted an invitation to come to his house to dine on the night she was in town. I cannot imagine painting someone on my dining room wall and then inviting her over, but I also have never been the theatre editor in an alt-newsweekly; there are many things I have not experienced in life.
In the midst of this, that's when Dude and I got our kitten. It was like-- of course we had to name her Chita. So we did. But not just Chita. She's Chita Rivera, which confuses the vet enormously, because neither of us have the last name Rivera. "She's not related to us," Dude explained patiently to the vet receptionist, who did not find this enlightening.
Anyway-- she was apparently a wonderful guest to dinner, the show she came to do was delightful, it all went swimmingly. She apparently was not at all disconcerted by the mural of herself, which I suppose if I were a legend I might also not find that disconcerting.
And while she was there, she told them her margarita recipe. I have made this recipe on several occasions and please serve it over a lot of ice because it will kill you otherwise. It is refreshing and actually really delightful to drink. It does not taste as strong as it is. It is incredibly strong.
Lo: The Chita Margarita, in memory of the realest of them all.
Take 1 can of limeade concentrate and empty it into a pitcher. Refill the empty can with tequila, and add that to the pitcher. Now refill the empty can with cheap beer-- Corona will do, something pale-- and add that to the pitcher.
Voila! No, this cannot be scaled down. Please serve it over ice.
Rest in peace, legend!
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