BELLA 21 CHAIN HEM BLOUSE

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BELLA 21 CHAIN HEM BLOUSE
Ban Outfitter by Blick Calle Via Flickr: Broad Street at Walnut Street Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
I just stumbled on a website that's straight out of 1997 and they're a potential client so I can't give out the URL but trust me when I say this is an actual historical artifact and also the best thing I've seen all week. Five different font colors on a black background! The marquee tag! A .WAV FILE THAT PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND!!! I am in love. I feel like I've just been transported back to my childhood. This is amazing.
a return to the void
a shout! 🗣 a shout of glee or dismay, one could not discern. passion is the root of both, the clouder of truths, what covers up the reality of primal human emotions. human emotions...that which turns the cogs of consciousness and differentiates the vertebrates from the spineless creatures that slither among the dirt and the vermin....the salamanders and the like...i digress...
A SHOUT!!! one which is spun outward from the mortal’s vocal chords, released like a poisonous gas which intends to infiltrate the minds of others. the vibrations hum and tumble throughout the air, begging for a host to reach, an ear to breach, a consciousness to invade.
ALAS, my pretties, such a shout falls to waste as there is nothing but the void. the abandoned dashboard of unfulfilled dreams, aspirations, hopes, desires, wishes...thousands of fables kept locked away in the brains of the maidens. the care for the platform has been perfunctory at best, where once a thriving crop of fables was spilled out on the world, now, nothing but a salivating salamander remains at the top of the page. but no longer...musical enterprises and entities can wait, siamese fighting fish labs with jester professors can wait, bacon encrusted cider donuts can wait, italian ices and the upholding of the family court law can wait...it is time once more for the maidens to rise from the ashes of a semester of jests, to pick up the torch, ignite the joints of tomfoolery, and find the inspiration that is required of a fable maiden.
friends, colleagues, comrades, squires, maidens, let us return to the days of old where content thrived. return fair maidens and deliver upon what was prophesied at the inception of the platform https://fablemaidens.tumblr.com/