sir james paul mccartney you are a sick sick man
mildly stalking my moots brings me indescribable joy
so glad i wasn’t the only one
Hello, Conventionality. It is 1963, and we are looking down into your grave. From this moment on, everything will be different. You have no idea the impact we four lads are going to have on everything, for everyone, but we’re gonna smile and flirt and wag our hairy heads as we lay waste to everything that has come before us. And then we will salt the popular culture so that nothing grows that has not been influenced by us, not music, not fashion, not politics, not social give-and-take. When you hear clever public sarcasm, you’ll remember we did it first. When you hear grunge or ska, or heavy metal, you’ll remember that anything we didn’t invent we mainstreamed. But we invented most of it. When you hear anything wicked smart, unconventional enough to be jarring and even a little scary, you’ll remember Eleanor Rigby.
One day, you’ll know…. that we were the Walrus… who understood…the time had come…to talk of many things…
Are you afraid yet? You should be. Oh wait, you’re dead.
Okay, goodbye to all that staleness. Goodbye to the black and white world. Here comes the color. See ya. Love ya. Mean it. Love, The Beatles
anyone else just project heavily onto john? no? just me? okay
if i’m busy tonight
this
this is why
seeing Americans pronouns British words is so funny like like wow you pronounced every part of that wrong do it again
so excited to get my assets drawn so i can start posting updates on the game :]
crazy levels of delusion here