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This morning I woke up in my childhood bedroom, which is, itself, a place where nostalgia comes to wrap its lukewarm arms around me, every time without fail. Within those four walls I'm able to picture different eras of life through the years.
I remember when my room was a pretty lilac color, from about 2000-2006, when I begged my dad to paint it a deep violet, my favorite shade, with lime green window frames and doors. I decorated it with accents of the brightest blues and the hottest pinks to complement the purple and green (duh), hung Mardi Gras beads from my sweet sixteen on the curtain rods, decked out the walls with posters of my favorite bands, and my dresser mirror was collaged with photos of my favorite band *members*...that I used way too much ink to print out from the family desktop computer.
The Purple Room lasted until about 2009, when I painted it pale pink, hung black and hot pink curtains, and topped it off with a zebra-print comforter. After that it was light blue with a beachy theme, and then, a light creamy color with a boho-chic feel. Still, the 2006-2009 Purple Room is the most bitchin' bedroom I've had to date.
I mentally equate my bedroom during this time with the MySpace era, during which I could usually be found either in my beloved room blasting Boys Like Girls, All Time Low, and Paramore, or down on the family computer spending hours making my MySpace page look perfect, adding the most relevant songs to my profile, and secretly hoping my crush's name would any minute have the Online Now! icon next to it.
This morning, within the first few minutes upon waking up (before I grabbed my phone), I was absently looking around my room, vaguely remembering the Purple Room with fondness. I picked up my phone and went to Twitter, Scrolling for a few before I clicked the little feather and wrote, "I get like ~growth~ and what not and I'm proud of where I am but sometimes I just desperately miss being 16, on the phone with my BFF for hours at a time, hanging on MySpace all night and listening to the same 12 @BoysLikeGirls songs on a loop :')"
Twitter is the place I go to blurt out some random BS when I think of it, so I exited the app without thinking much of it and went to Facebook, where the first post I saw said, "I'm here to tell you that MySpace is back! *The website is called spacehey, YES you can add music & layouts just like it's 2008*"
Y'all I jumped on this thing so fast. It's been *A Week* and this incredible dose of nostalgia is exactly what I needed. Who knows where this'll go, if anyone will ever see this, but you can catch me with my straight, sideswept bangs, listening to "The Great Escape" on repeat (iykyk), while I choose my top 8 and spend so much time perfecting my layout it should be considered a full time job.
It's 2008 again, babes!
I don’t have many Purple Room photos that are easily accessible anymore but here’s one 😂 I wanted to be Hanna Beth Merjos soo bad bahaha
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