If you like, tell me your answer and how old you are in the tags, I'm curious if the youngins know about these

when i was like 5 i went to camp with this girl and we bonded over both having DSIs and also she would sometimes pretend to be a wolf and when people questioned me about it id be like “oh she just does that”

i wonder what shes up to

if you were the wolf DSI girl i went to camp with when i was 5 feel free to reach out

No wonder I want to wrap you up and take you home I'm looking forward to the chance to meet again But then again it all depends

part of my nostalgia is that as time as gone on, me and a lot of my mutuals have kind of faded from dsmp, or at least don’t have as much time for it anymore

Watching Netflix on the Wii

kisses palm and blows it to the wind

for themesbyeris

i dont remember shit from this show but this was peak nostalgia for 2nd grade me

for this live action version of bolibompa , my fuzzy memories r saying that there was an elevator segment at some point and it led to another show/segment and then it returned back to the normal bolibompa show. correct me if im wrong tho and if u do remember this version of the show bcuz i can barely remember shit of it

God so true lmao

i hate the world they should let me live in eternal 2006

do y’all remember that book click clack moo. in hindsight that shit was hilarious. the cows UNIONIZED. the hens WENT ON STRIKE and the other animals REFUSED TO CROSS THE PICKET LINE. why? because bitch-ass farmer brown wouldn’t give them electric blankets. so they unionized. i am not exaggerating that is genuinely the plot of click clack moo.

I asked my old Intro to LGBTQ Studies professor to send me the essays we read on New Queer Cinema and Camp. (She sent me them, of course. She is an angel in the way that angels are messengers.) I'm thinking about the morning I read the New Queer Cinema and Camp readings. I did them at the community service assistance desk of my dorm, where I worked—where I still work, where I am typing this now.

It was quiet. Early enough that most of the students were not up and about, but late enough that the sun was bright outside. It was that bold, mid-October type of bright that requests to be seen by only those who are already awake. (Not begs to, though—he need not beg. Not to be seen, at least at this hour.) And I was reading Monica B. Pearl's writing about how AIDS disrupted cinema.

I wish that was enough.

Why couldn't it have been enough? It was enough. For me.

texts mentioned in post were: "AIDS and New Queer Cinema" by Monica B. Pearl, and "Camp and Queer and the New Queer Director" by Glyn Davis, both from New Queer Cinema: A Critical Reader.

Rainbow ^^

i miss the ranboo life is strange playthrough

I think as we grow up, we have to be really conscious of romanticizing the world we grew up in in order to scorn how the next generations are growing up.

Nostalgia isn't inherently bad, but especially in political spaces, be very wary of this idea that there is an Ideal Past we must Harken Back To.

It sucks to feel left behind, but such is the human condition. It isn't bad to feel nostalgic, but that doesn't mean that these new generations are inherently "lost" and "need to be saved (by you)", and I think that is very important to remember and try to be conscious of.

alright babes stand by the tree and smile for the Disney Digital Imaging Ds14001 Pix Jr. 1.3 Mp My Friends Tigger & Pooh Digital Camera with Disney Photofriends

i feel like the dominant aesthetics (fashion and hair and such) of the 2010s and 2020s aspire towards this kind of neatness and sleekness and cleanness that works for me sometimes but other times i find fairly sterile. meanwhile the styles of the 80s and 90s, in direct opposite, had what i can only describe as hairy pussy energy