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my-chaos-radio · 6 months
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Release: October 27, 2006
Lyrics:
He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed
From all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny
Rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black, black
Black, black
Black, black
Black
I go back to
I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
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We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black
Amy Winehouse / Mark Ronson
SongFacts:
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dec2007 · 7 months
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by me
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bleedingoptimism · 14 days
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"I dreamt we had sex" Steve says out of nowhere, making Eddie choke and cough up a cloud of smoke from the joint that had just been handed to him.
"Wh- Huh?" is all he manages to say.
"It's stupid," Steve laughs not looking at him. Eddie deflates a little, but Steve keeps going, "Just as I was about to cum, I woke up," he says and then looks up at Eddie.
Who is blushing, very confused, and very horny.
"Do you know what that means?" Steve asks with a crooked smile.
Eddie shakes his head and sits up straight, dying to know the answer.
Steve's smile grows, "It means you are attracted to me" he declares.
And Eddie feels his blush intensify, he feels like he's been caught. Like he's being made fun of. He looks at his knees, where his hands are twisting the fabric of his sweats, and then looks up at Steve.
"It doesn't" he whispers in vain because it's obvious and too late to lie about now.
"Yes, yes, it does mean that," Steve whispers back, scooting closer on the couch they are sharing. His smile looks less amused and more kind now, soft and careful.
"I'm attracted to you," he says and Eddie's eyes go wide. He feels the heat coming off his face as Steve moves a little closer, hand going up to touch Eddie's red and hot cheek but stops a breath away, "And you are attracted to me but since you don't want to tell me," he pauses to smile because Eddie moves his face closer to Steve's hands, finally making contact and nuzzling into it, "You come into my dreams to tell me anyways."
☕🥐💕 coffee? dream stories?
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ltwilliammowett · 4 months
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A so-called meddo (a map showing the location of certain islands and the sea areas between them). Replica of a sailing map of the Mariana Islands, made 1945
These so-called "stick chart" consist of thin strips of coconut fruit and midribs or pandanus roots that were bound together with coconut fibres in straight or curved lines to form a frame-like structure. At various points in the frame, small shells were tied together using two or more sticks. The shells and the joints represent the location of the islands, while the sticks represent the currents and swells in the sea. Stick maps are basically rough maps of the ocean, but they were not used by everyone. Only initiates were generally allowed to use them and knowledge was passed down from father to son. When exactly such maps came into use is not known, but the islands were settled around 2000 BC and it is assumed that such charts already existed then.
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2000childhood · 17 days
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haveyouheardthisband · 3 months
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deutsche-bahn · 1 month
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ich bin schockiert, enttäuscht even, dass meine 2000 Lieblings Seemanns-Lieder nicht Optionen im uquiz waren (Sarkasmus) ich werde normal bleiben und sie dir nicht alle aufzählen.
Ok. Coward.
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drrav3nb · 11 days
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DEBRA MESSING as Kat Ellis DERMOT MULRONEY as Nick Mercer THE WEDDING DATE (dir. Clare Kilner)
You know, I swear it's not about the sex. It's about understanding what people need. No, I don't play games. No gimmicks. It's much more...Subtle? It's not about me, it's about you. Show me.
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garadinervi · 2 months
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Dannielle Tegeder, Untitled 4, (mixed media), 2007 [MCA – Museum of Contemporary Art, Chicago, IL. Tony Wight Gallery, Chicago, IL. © Dannielle Tegeder]
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spacejellyfish3 · 1 year
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SIMMER DOWN CHILDREN
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MOTHER HAS ARRIVED!
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ballsballsbowls · 8 months
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I've seen a lot of posts discussing the decline in clothing quality in the past 15 years
But hardly anyone discussing how we went from "clothing sizes are wacky but semi-comprehensible in women's clothing but men's clothing is extremely straightforward"
to "LOL good fucking luck! Clothing doesn't have 'true to size' and 'slightly bigger and smaller' anymore, we are making clothing in 4 different factories and they're all cutting stuff different and then we're using a custom sizing chart that's smaller than ANY clothing you have ever seen before and we get smaller every single day. Order our ultra-tapered athletic slim-cut bodycon shirt THREE SIZES up for a fit with any room!"
Because why making clothing at reasonable sizes when you can churn out twice as many dramatically smaller pieces with the same shitty fabric AND get credit for being "size inclusive" even though your 4X is a women's 14?
When I moved, I threw out a t-shirt from the 90s, that was a 3x shirt, that was FOR SURE larger than a lot of the 5x/6X clothing on the market right now.
I refuse to believe people wearing straight size clothing are not also experiencing this, and unfortunately I suspect THEM pitching a fit is likely to be the only way anything changes.
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my-chaos-radio · 1 month
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Release: February 2, 2004
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I miss you
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we′ll have halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We′ll wish this never ends
I miss you, miss you
I miss you, miss you
Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick, strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting everytime
And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?
Stop this pain tonight
Don't waste your time on me you′re already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don′t waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don′t waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don′t waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don′t waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you′re already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)
Travis Barker / Mark Hoppus / Tom De Longe
SongFacts:
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Homepage:
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Someone once posted that your taste in music ends around the time you're in high school/college, and I thought that was bullshit until I looked at every Billboard Top 100 list since 1990. I started recognizing titles in the mid-90s (right before I was born) and stopped recognizing them in the mid-2010s (right smack dab in the middle of my college years)
Shit.
So-called free thinker, over here 👍
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music-moon · 2 months
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My most played albums released in the year 2004:
Kanye West - The College Dropout
Eminem - Encore
Sia - Colour the Small One
Usher - Confessions
Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway
Destiny's Child - Destiny Fulfilled
Arcade Fire - Funeral
Stars - Set Yourself on Fire
Avril Lavigne - Under My Skin
Gwen Stefani - Love Angel Music Baby
Data from last.fm + pythfm.
2000 / 2001 / 2002 / 2003 / 2004 / 2005 / 2006 / 2007 / 2008 / 2009 / 2010 / 2011 / 2012 / 2013 / 2014 / 2015 / 2016 / 2017 / 2018 / 2019 / 2020 / 2021 / 2022 / 2023 / 2024
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medullam · 1 year
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Tweet - "Oops (Oh My)"
NTV Pepsi Chart [2002]
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carewyncromwell · 9 months
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"Staring at the blank page before you -- Open up the dirty window... Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find!
Reaching for something in the distance -- So close you can almost taste it -- Release your inhibitions! Feel the rain on your skin! No one else can feel it for you... Only you can let it in!"
~"Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield
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editing and animation done with help from Lunapic and EZGif // my other main accompaniment while drawing this!
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Yay, now for something more cheerful for the Haunted Mansion AU! This is a gift for my friend @ag907, which features her MC, Gwen Dunmoore ("the Performer" in this AU), with Beating Heart Bride Carewyn! (You can see I was experimenting with making these two look more "ghostly" and faded, while still coloring them enough that they look fully materialized.)
But yeah, I had this image of Carewyn actually being able to enjoy a walk through the gardens behind the Cromwell Manor, after she's freed from the Phantom's influence and Duncan takes charge. There she stumbles upon her fellow music lover, the Performer, balancing on the wall like it's a tightrope. The Performer then playfully holds her umbrella over the so often-reclusive "mistress" of the house when a bit of sun peeks through the clouds.
"No escort today, Bride? Where's the Wanderer?" "Wandering, as he's prone to do...so I thought I might do the same, on my own." "Glad to see it! It is a lovely day to be outside. Especially without that creep Phantom hovering over your shoulder -- wouldn't you say?" "Maybe not in those words. ...But yes, it is."
As a bonus for this post, I want to include some love for AG's own awesome version of this image, featuring much more period-accurate ensembles for Gwen and Carewyn, based on when they lived and died, as opposed to the Haunted-Mansion-themed outfits I drew them in here!
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Isn't it fabulous?? ^.^ I totally love it!!
Hurry back...hurry back...much love to all of you! xoxo
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