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I know what I say next will probably make no difference and I’ll just sit in the greys anyway but the consequences are fresh right now so: COPD is one horrible disease (as stated by another commenter). My mother-in-law died at 62. We took care of her for the last 8 years of her life. Watching someone slowly and

My school had a “kilt guy” too. Rock on

Too late to edit my other post but I got my mom to send me a picture of my epic cat senior picture. (She has it in a big frame collage, hence the random baby pictures on the side.) The early 00s was not kind to my eyebrows.

After Prom 1989. Ubiquitous big hair and loud outfit. I now know that big hair on skinny people just looks weird.

I never figured out why I went for the Sally Jessie Raphael glasses — especially as a guy — and that sweater...oh my god was I that horrifically bad at dressing myself?!

My senior pics were cute, plus my cat was in them and way before the kid that did it last year. But I just stumbled upon this gem.. My early 90s glamour shots.

Not really embarrassing I guess. Fun fact: There were 3 days that year that I *didn’t* wear that kilt (which I still have)

I had a GRAND vision for my senior portraits. I was really into Judy Garland and attempted to recreate her ‘Get Happy’ look from Summer Stock. I just KNEW that this photo was going to be pure artistic expression...

Oh hello 1996.

I’m a regular commenter, but I am using a burner to avoid outing my regular username because anyone from my high school who reads this would probably recognize me.

I don’t have a copy of my senior portrait but it wasn’t that bad...no regrets or anything.

I’ve watched this video so many times, and I still love the psychotically overeager one that bowls over his buddy and doesn’t even stop. He’s such a little asshole, and it’s adorable.

You rule, I wish you and your fella all the happy stuff.

Aw, that’s awesome! We have one male teacher in our whole school and on the day we asked students to bring a flower for their teacher his students brought in huge, beautiful pots of succulents. I heard him talking to office staff about it and he was absolutely overjoyed. :)

You’re a mensch.

I LOVE THIS! Fuck dem gendet roles!

Listen, I love getting flowers (and buying myself roses too). But...

When I was about 13, I pretended to be a soon to be mother on a baby name message board. I really liked baby names at the time (girl names only, der), carefully maintaining lists for all my future children. This was back around 2001 so it was a very primitive message boards, but I was extremely active, becoming a top

You don’t want to see my review for the Alamo. God, that basement!

My mom’s family lives in Minnesota and we grew up visiting them every other Christmas. We moved to south Texas when I was two, and I was pretty much raised Texan. In Texas it’s a tradition to eat tamales on Christmas Eve, and one of my dad’s coworkers was a nice older Mexican lady who made really kickass homemade