the blog of a disabled mother who likes to game, and "get in the pit"
This, along with a lot of Namie Amuro songs that have gotten increasingly harder to find, is one of them.
I did a piece on this group when I was in high school taking broadcast journalism classes. And I loved it, too!
I snapped several pictures over the course of the few seconds pictured here, and I absolutely love this one.
My Twitter account was “manually” suspended because they believed that my name on the site (on a site where you don’t even have to use your real, legal name) was inaccurate. One ID card and marriage certificate sent over to their support e-mail address three weeks later, they’ve apologized for “the inconvenience”. Admittedly these screenshots aren’t some of my best, but they came straight from the e-mail address that’s been on my Twitter account for who only knows how long. If content creators didn’t use Twitter to network in such abundance, I wouldn’t have an account there. That is literally the only reason.
