george and john as those two (lesbian) girls doing each other’s makeup on a bed
they're so annoying i hate them forever
+ extra lil close up thingy of em cus i really like how it turned out below
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Q: How do you feel about all the animosity between you and Oasis right now?
Paul: There is none as far as I'm concerned. What happened was I'd said, Good group, good singer, good songwriters. But people asked me about it so much that one time I decided to take it further and say they don't mean anything to me. I am not related to Oasis. I wish them good luck and everything. But my kids mean something to me, John Lennon means something to me, but Oasis...
Q Magazine, 1998 (https://lennons.tumblr.com/image/151821698483)
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This picture is just gonna get me every time
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i’ve never believed in soulmates but…
there’s something two motherless boys from liverpool—of all places—stumbling upon one another like lighting catching in a bottle and instantly having this connection.
people blabber about post-war england and pre-civil rights america and how at just right the time in just the right place two teenagers miraculously met and maybe they didn’t fall in love with eachother but they fell in love with the others minds, brains and words… enough to create the biggest band on earth from just a couple of guitars and a dream.
and they were so close, attached at the hip, staring into one another’s eyes as they wrote, sang and performed. their own hands being mirrors of one another, like two halves of one soul was split into two boys and their dominant hands were the looking glass into their hearts.
“bigger than elvis” they’d say… and they were.
until eventually, people came along and two little motherless boys from liverpool grew up and one person saw that no matter how badly they needed john, as long as paul was in john’s life john could never be fully devoted to anyone.
and so they were split apart. blame it on what or who you want but it doesn’t matter,
they were split apart.
people go their entire lives searching for their soulmate and many never find them but these two souls found one another and we’re taken from the other.
years go on of pain and frustration and anger and betrayal and it isn’t until the souls start to rekindle again that john is killed.
not just passing away… but brutalized.
perhaps that’s why paul can find a way to bring john up in every interview because even forty years later he is still living with the grief that his soulmate was taken from him not once but twice and horrifically murdered. perhaps paul feels guilt… like it should have been him. he’s lived more of his life without john than he did with john. and i can imagine how that haunts him in his old age. how there’s a hole there that can never be filled.
i’ve never believed in soulmates…but if anyone were to convince me, it’d be john lennon and paul mccartney.
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