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Zodiac incense sticks.
I feel unsteady, like my mind.
Rosé wine is sweet with such a pretty color. Every night there's a glass of it on the table accompanying me while I'm taking a bath. I've definitely got everything I need at night. Jeff Buckley's voice soothes me deeply, helping me to relax my body in the warm water. As a matter of fact, when I'm at this time of the day I don't think of anything at all, really. So even now I close my eyes and start dreaming.
My baby boy has come to me, opening up to me and confessing every single problem he has to me.
I'm waiting for him with my arms wide open. He lays his head on my breast and starts silently whimpering.
I just love it when he cries in my arms. I love it when he is vulnerable in front of my eyes, in my presence. Because, it's me he seeks help from. And I am always here to give it to him. What can a woman do when her man comes back home destryoed from the army?
I don't cook for him. In truth, I don't even know how to properly cook. That's a long story for another day.
Without him having gotten in our neighborhood, I just feel his presence. I immediately get out of the hosue and wait for him at my frontyard. I look at his car from afar. I listen to the sound of his car and just that brings shivers to the back of my neck. He sees me waiting for him and impatiently speeds up his pace.
Oh, how much he has changed.
He stops his car in front of me and rapidly gets out of the car. He comes up to me and looks down at me. I study his face and his body. I inhale his musty, masculine perfume. What a bliss that brings into my belly. I instantly got the heebie jeebies.
Looking up at him I notice that he's got tears in his eyes. All my nervousness disappears and I wrap my hands around his body.
I could never get tried of his affection. Or of his beautiful voice. Or of his body. Of anything really.
This is never over.
Thank you for reading this. I'm really grateful of my inspiration that always comes from Jeff Buckley, Jim Morrison, Nirvana or Aerosmith. It is really hard to write sometimes because I've had too many ideas lately and I didn't really have the guts to organze them. But, I tried nonetheless.
hope you enjoyed this!!!!
K.M.
mclennon holding hands (photoshop)
made by: twitter.com/iS2lennon
Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you
Elvis Presley
Elle m'a dit d'aller siffler là-haut sur la colline De l'attendre avec un petit bouquet d'églantines J'ai cueilli des fleurs et j'ai sifflé tant que j'ai pu J'ai attendu, attendu, elle n'est jamais venue.
Joe Dassin, Siffler sur la colline
a series of old photographs to make you feel something
shuffle your last playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste this ask to your mutuals <3
lets do this!
No Sleep Till Brooklyn - Beastie Boys
California Songs - Local H
Dream A Little Dream Of Me - The Mamas & The Papss
Sympathy For The Devil - The Rolling Stones
The Chain - Fleetwood Mac
yeah, it's quite 60s/70s/90s. kinds funny actually
happy birthday jim morrison!
sweet 16 baby!
what that means:
I can finally drink legally in Germany (only beer and wine though, why am I even complaining?)
I could get a drivers license in the US (is that correct? correct me if I'm wrong)
if I get in trouble with the law, the consequences will be higher wooo
I get to dress up as Jim Morrison
okay then, I'm just gonna continue coughing (yes, I'm sick on my bday, again. 4th time in a row, try to break that record xD)
stream my songs on SoundCloud and follow me for more either dumb or genius content!
the Cheshire cat ass grin after he said "like Carnaby Street and miniskirts" JIMMY YOU PERVERT
taken from an old Yardbirds interview, speaking about London
The Beatles didn’t fit any known categories. My first impression was… how could somebody possibly create such music? The Beatles were different because they looked within themselves. They were singing to each other. Resonating to each other. Empathizing with each other. It felt like they, themselves, were in search of something. I’ve never seen any team like them. I think it was one of those things that happens in history once in 100 or 200 years. One thing I can say is that people are lonely, but when people do connect like they did, there’s joy, happiness, and satisfaction. It’s a miracle, I think. – Shimpei Asai, Beatles photographer
Sixty years ago today, Paul straightened John’s tie (affectionately)
The Beatles performing If I Fell at the Cow Palace, San Francisco, 19th August 1964
Friendship Good!
quick sketch and ringo is happy
Fr 😕
being a beatles fan in 2024 is a fucking curse what do you mean i’ll never get to see them live what the fuck
Pattie Boyd & George Harrison on their wedding day, Jan 21 1966
The Lovely Linda McCartney 🐑
Pattie Boyd with short black hair 📞
The kids miss you 💔
The Mod Fashion of the 1960s 👢
This man could get it 🩵 not that last homeless guy.
How I look at twin after she yells at me for talking about the Beatles too much
Coloured photos of Pattie Boyd, most from the early 60s-mid 60s 🩵
I can’t pretend anymore I need him
Mr Richard Starkey, who doesn’t love Ringo? 😦
This is one of my favorite GIFs istg 😭
Here's my entry for a holiday challenge on Brian Wilson's instagram. Had a lot of fun drawing this! Hope it brings joy to other Wilson fans.
Erotic chase Janis and Grace
