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[mentalanguish]

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[lg-env2]

top ten saddest sentences of our time

[bignattybear]

i do miss that discovery rush of finding porn and kink when I was younger

I had some DISGUSTING fantasies as a kid that are sort of concerning because it wasn’t like i had seen a video about it, it was just my imagination coming up with stuff… like the most disturbing reoccuring one i can think of (and mind you i was like 10) was my parents sending me off to a “camp” that was sorta. well. i see posts on tumblr all the time that are similar so apparently thats a normal fantasy LOL but geeez i was a baby.

i also had a lot of fantasies about prostitution 🌚🌝 look ma i made it (almost)

the earliest porn i watched was gay male porn. idk why i enjoyed it, but sometimes i wonder if that caused my anal kink or if i already had it and was watching gay porn because umm at the time i didnt have the concept of “anal” i was just choosing a vid on the first screen of pornhub. i started watching it at 9 or 10 on my dads ENV2. lmao

[unown]

I got a verizon env2 in middle school but didn’t have anyone to talk to on it (sad) and then when I eventually did I was too nervous to talk to anyone for long periods of time :( I was just a weird little kid….my family would laugh at the zero mins used on our phone bill every time….so then they cancelled my line 😭 and I got an iPod touch instead….I made closer friends in high school so I had to use line on my iPod to text them but then I got a new phone either end of 11th or start of senior year 🤧

[objectum-crush-gush]

maroon lg env2 …… i need her so so much i’m so upset that she isn’t currently in my hands. she is So pretty ughhh

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[harpoonlagoon]

omg just found this blog!! love it!! if you wouldn’t mind i’d like to request a stimboard centered around a red LG enV2 !! :3

- @lg-env2

red lg env2 stimboard! for @lg-env2!

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[thesagenova]

Where’s the EnV2 at?! 😩

[mentalanguish]

It’s 2005 and you are buying a cell phone for the first time, which do you choose?

1. LG Juke

2. Motorola RAZR

3. LG enV

4. LG enV2

5. T-Mobile Sidekick

6. LG Voyager

7. LG Chocolate

8. Motorola Nextel i530

9. BlackBerry Bold 9700

10. Nokia 3310

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[isaac-clarke]

It's wild to think that my first cell phone I got was the LG Cherry Chocolate and I specifically remember having it in freshman year of high school in 2006 because I literally lost it the first day I brought it to school. That was fun lol. Luckily someone took it to the front office thank god.

After that I remember having the LG EnV2 in cherry/red. I can't remember when I actually upgraded to it but I do recall having it at the latest in late 2011 or super early 2012. I specifically remember being in my evening life drawing class at community college and texting on it. I must have had it at least a year or two (or three!) ,I remember I even had a thought of 'why does everyone and their mom want an iphone? This works just fine!'

After that I was in art school starting September 2012 all the way to 2015. But I remember definitely having and iphone by then! I don't remember upgrading but it must have happened, I was still on a family plan at Costco then and I think there was some sort of free upgrade. So I wound up with a shiny new iphone 4--- yeah it was, and then I finally understood what all the hoopla was about lmao. I also bought myself an ipod nano touch (7th gen) because I didn't want music to take up space on my iphone and for it to kill the battery. Sadly that thing just broke and got fucked up in less than a year so.... iphone only it was.

And since then I've been an iphone gal and am currently rocking the iphone 15 pro. It's wild to think how much tech has changed even just in the years following my high school graduation. It was even more wild growing up as a kid. And this is just for phones, I could talk about how the computer and laptop changed for me too.

Very cool/interesting to think how much of this would overlap with gen z, what'd we have in common, what's different. Though I know for sure that gen alpha only knows smartphones. The wild west of interestingly designed phones with keyboards is a thing of the past.

[taylorcline]

there's nothing like new york. the city that never sleeps. oh, taylor loves it. it's so timeless. whenever she wasn't touring, nashville was always the home base. always. it was where her family was and the place she felt most like herself. but she had found herself with an la condo, too. maybe this was the next city that she needed to get a place in. another thing she loves? award shows. they're just so fun. she'll probably always feel nervous, but she loves any opportunity to get dressed up and mingle with others in the industry. this particular award show she was looking forward to see someone special. taylor abbott: twilight heartthrob, the current object of every teenage girl's obsession, and the reason why she has so many butterflies lately. it was no secret that taylor cline's dating history was the talk of gossip. any woman in the industry could tell you, women can't write songs about their exes without being seen as obessesive and crazy. but men? men are untouchable and they know it. so instead of receiving backlash for breaking up with his girlfriend over a twenty seven second phone call because he met a brunette actress on his video shoot, taylor got all of it for mocking him with his doll on video. suddenly she was the immature one for acting like a kid, even though she literally was one. but he was just a kid! he didn't know any better! she's crazy, no wonder he dumped her! the cherry on top being the cheap attempt of song writing that was released this past summer. a five year old could've written a better song than that. so he was mad that she was mad. it's not her fault he didn't have the balls to break up with her in person. besides, he should feel so lucky the other songs she had written about him were not seeing the light of day. well, there was always another album. after all, the brunette actress was just so much better than her.

but taylor-- taylor abbott came out of left field. the blonde didn't consider herself an actress. no way. sure she did a csi episode or two, but a rom com? it was simply insane. she loves rom coms and a song on the soundtrack? there were no words. meeting him was a breath of fresh air, if you will. not that she was really looking to date, the media would make a joke to stay away from her because she will write a song about you and ruin your life. (and it's a promise, she can assure.) however, with all the time the two had spent together, she couldn't help it. enchanted, from the moment she met him. the need to want to know everything about him, seeing things that reminded her of him and wanting to tell him about it, being excited and wanting him to be one of the first to know about things, the sickness she felt when they were apart. nothing about it felt platonic. it was more of a 'oh my god, if i don't hold his hand, i'm going to drive off a cliff' way. she had always been a hopeless romantic, falling fast, it was both a pro and con. it felt utterly ridiculous. well it did until she found out it was very much mutual. and now all she wanted to do was protect it. it was all so delicate and she wanted it to work so bad. plus, it was a funny thing, dating someone with the exact same name as you. taylor squared. nothing like it.

"taylor brooke!" "you don't have to middle name me, mom, i'm ready!" taylor announced, taking one last look in the mirror, red lipstick complimenting her silver dress. the carpet, a nomination, a quick outfit change, and a performance. then she could spend all the time she wanted with her other half. leaving the hotel and settling into the limo, she pulled out her phone from her bag. a few notifications graced the front of her maroon lg env2, the (1) missed call from tay tay <3 and the voicemail notification immediately catching her eye. hm? she has to fight back the huge smile as she hears his voice on the other line. oh, is she completely enamored with him. he's everything she's ever wanted and more. cliché? maybe she's just really happy. the flashing of the lights almost enough to blind a person, but never fully. this was the life she chose, after all. there's a sea of hellos, hi, oh it's so great to see you, how are you? as she makes her way through the crowd, blue eyes finally settling on a pair of green ones. the amount of time it takes for her face light up? a second tops. well, there was still some time before the show officially started, right? everyone move out of her way, please and thank you. excusing herself with a smile from her previous conversation, he now had all her attention. "so, you leave all your costars really cute voicemails, or am i just the lucky one?" taylor teased, pearly whites on full display.

a distinct, crisp bite of a september evening whistled through stand lights of new york. ribbons of hazy fog cuddled against the blades of grass that lined the corridor of radio city music hall, colliding abruptly with the geometric design of idle porticos. fingertips crested the lip of the opening of his suit chest, smoothing the soft grey fabric as if it were the millionth time he had done so that night. nerves sprouted from the depths of his feet, slowly cascading up a warm, novel sensation to his neck. the hollow dome held a multitude of collaborative echoes, including a sea of audiences matched with the appearances of celebrities of all walks of life. tonight, taylor abbott was simply another fan. a fan of taylor cline’s, that was evident. the relationship was still so brand new, clunky footing of an actor paired tantalizingly with america’s sweetheart. their origins were deeply rooted earlier that year. flushes of longing gazes and petrified conversations that he pleaded wouldn’t allow his soft crush to show form. at least, not yet. they were co-stars, sharing time onscreen while harbouring the inevitable feelings that he adorned for her now. it was somewhat spontaneous, how overnight he morphed from laggy co worker to imagining her delicate, dainty hands enfolded in his own. how each breath he inhaled was swiftly evaporated from his chest within nanoseconds as his jade irises settled on her. even for just a split moment, that was all it took for taylor cline to completely and irrevocably encapsulate him. but he was a nervous, rattled actor on the cusp of what he had hoped was a fulfilling career ahead. taylor cline had everyone’s attention. it was a risk, to believe he had any shot of mutuality, and yet? there he was, now into an amber, sun-setting september night as a plus one to witness greatness. within the last few months of keeping company, the nineteen year-old sat front row at the abundance of potential of her career. of course, that reasoning wasn’t a tactic in climbing any sort of social ladder at hand to abuse and manipulate the trust the two had already set out for one another. paparazzi had a predominate role in stirring up fabricated mess to evoke a reaction to those they spoke about. taylor was still wobbly fumbling through the highs and lows of newfound fame, an unsung blessing to be traipsing through it with the curly tow-headed singer by his side. he beamed with unadulterated pride of her accomplishments. if the future was any indication, he anticipated it to be just the beginning for her. whipping his razor phone out of his breast pocket, nimble fingers made work of him calling his girlfriend, hoping against all hope he would receive her voicemail. when it rung and beeped, that was his signal to speak, clearing the lump that invaded his throat before forming his words. “hey, cline. superstar. should i gear myself up to share you with all of these people who love you? kidding. i know how to share. i just wanted to let you know that i’m so proud of you, you deserve this. i’m right here cheering you on…just call me your biggest fan. break a leg tonight, sincerely your valentine’s day costar,” taylor concluded, a flash of a smile curled at each corner of his lips, front teeth sinking into the border of his bottom lip. ending the call, he shoved the device back into its rightful place, a slow sigh escaping into the air as he was ushered into the building. tonight, he wanted nothing more than to celebrate taylor. the girl whom he was gracious enough to call his girlfriend. girlfriend…girlfriend. girlfriend. that word was something to get used to.

[thejustynwithay]

[phoneid]

thank you for your work this is such a great blog :]

- @lg-env2

Thank you for your enthusiasm! :]

[objectlovingobject]

omg the dakimakura is such a good idea!! and your art is so cute it’ll turn out so well!!!

- @lg-env2

Every1 should make a daki of their objectum bbys its a goooood idea! uwu its actually really fun to draw ur significant object and if ur s/o isnt traditionally cuddleable, it can potentially be a good supplement uwu

Im gonna end up printing with fdaki(a website, its kinda nsfw so beware) bc they are reputable(or so ive heard) and they will let me print just one for myself. plus they are very specific with their dimensions, which i like. so if anyone wants to make a dakimakura, the dimensions for an fdaki dakimakura are 2953x8858 :)

Oh and thank you! Im glad you think my art is cute 🥺💕

No pressure, but i kinda wanna see more object dakis ><

[phoneid]

LG enV2

[theatercommandments]

The magnum opus of my dancing, circa 2008.