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Habbo hotel

I am really a huge fan of this topic it fills me with a great sense of childlike wonder for how good the internet was!! I spent so many years on habbo hotel I had a one name username (loraine). My gran would let me use her phone to get HC so I always looked super slick and had loads of furniture. Loved a day spent down in the furni trading rooms and playing games (falling furni the best one). I built so many rooms and I think my favourite project was a like ten room all inclusive holiday where rooms took you all the way through the airport, plane, then to a hotel on holiday. The creative aspect was so fun as well as just being able to be a pretend person. I remember I had a habbo boyfriend called evrule and he would buy me presents like trophies engraved with how much he loved me. Then one day I caught him hanging out with another habbo and calling her his girlfriend and I went into his rooms and moved all the furniture around so they looked bad as revenge hahahaha Big shout out to: girlsgogames, stardoll, neopets, myscene, bin weevils, bebo, myspace, club penguin also. These websites allowed for so much creativity and imagination and they were FREE! Feel like this era of the internet really raised a generation of creatives who were able to adopt this new tool and just make it something actually magical. Like how was I teaching myself coding aged ten to try and make my cursor pink and learning how the neopets stock market worked???

@caskeyc

Apr 9, 2024

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websites from childhood

I kept remembering them so I wanted to put them down in a list. May edit as I remember more! Bebo MSN Tumblr Habbo Hotel Omegle Chatroulette MySpace Neopets club penguin Dollz Miniclip This website that only had weird musical animated videos on it? Like the dugong song and this one about like monsters taking over the world? god I wish I could remember the name. Blogspot CBBC games

@mouse

Apr 9, 2024

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Old school internet

My family moved back to Japan in ‘97 🫣 and the military base commander held a town hall. The subject? The base’s residents having American cable or the internet. We mostly watched old ‘70s and ‘80s U.S. tv shows while occasionally receiving current U.S. shows a season or two behind. Overall, having internet won. I was excited since it meant freedom outside our bubble and better educational experiences. I remember the day my dad finished building our new internet accessible computer–my sister and I fought over who could use it first. I won. First sites I hit up and kept coming back to: Hotmail.com (had to set up an email account to email my friends) MSN.com HotBot Excite Ask Jeeves Lycos (was mainly used to search for music videos) AOL/AIM BBS (early forums) about various subcultures A lot of times I randomly ended up on some Geocities site dedicated to whatever obsession the site owner had. Some of them were pretty cute and cool, while others were questionable (the internet wasn’t censored back then). And I couldn’t read half of them due to it being in a different language and/or because the site was so badly designed. But I didn’t care–I had the whole world at my fingertips.

@edina_x_patsy

Apr 10, 2024

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Starting over

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.” — Anaïs Nin This is uncharacteristically raw and personal, even for me, and pretty heavy! I know many of you have seen me posting through it and I feel safe to talk about it openly now that I’ve safely landed at the start of my new life. It’s honestly even a little bit embarrassing but I think it’s important to share. I’ve never publicly mentioned it on here, but I have a husband; as of Friday, we’d have been together for 11 years, and we’ve been married for 3 years as of 2/22. I realize now that I wanted to explore what I looked like outside of my relationship with him because I had lost that. This is why PI.FYI has been so meaningful to me as a space to express myself and connect with people—to rediscover my voice. I had been living a lie this entire time, to others but worst of all to myself. He’s been verbally and emotionally abusive, physically but without touching me, to the point that every day I spent with him I was in danger. I’ve been shrinking myself and walking on eggshells to avoid making him insecure and provoking his casual put-downs and fits of rage, while hanging on for dear life to the threads of good I could see. I’ve wanted so badly to leave, more than anything, but I felt like there was no way out and that this was just something I would need to endure indefinitely—but someone who is so very dear to me helped me see that I have wings to fly, not by acting as my savior but by reminding me of my own power. The emotional safety they built and the gentle care they showed me made me feel like I could open up to them. With their encouragement I was brave enough to tell the truth to my friends, my family, my boss, and they have received me with warm, loving and open arms and rallied to support and protect me. The financial and  logistical aspects were the most intimidating to me and it’s going to be tough for a while but I’m going to be better than okay! Now I’m opening up to you. This isn’t the only abuse I’ve suffered in my life, and my old therapist told me she believed it was my mission to share my strength and light with others to inspire them and show them that change is possible. I hope that by sharing this, I can reach even just one person who is going through something similar and show that they are not alone, and they are not weak. People with certain backgrounds may be more vulnerable to abuse, but it can happen to anyone. It thrives in darkness, shame, and isolation—and breaking that silence is the first step toward freedom. Leaving is the scariest thing I have ever done but I have so many angels around me, and I am endlessly grateful. Thank you for being here with me 💌

@taterhole

Mar 16, 2025

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Never changing

My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌

@taterhole

Feb 23, 2025

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Finally Quitting the job that you hate

Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅

@taterhole

Feb 27, 2025