julian / 19 / i use to love the beatles and i cannot move on from that. definitely a strokes kinda guy these days though.
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hey idk if anyone remembers this vogue issue circa january 2010/december 2009 where adam green, the horrors, vampire weekend, mgmt and a bunch of other artists like these were featured ?????? pls i need someone to help me find it/// i just need to know the date and the country // help is much appreciated:)
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i think its funny seeing some of the stuff i use to reblog. like did i really think i needed to let anyone here know that they shouldn’t ship louis tomlinson and harry styles? did i really feel that was my responsibility?
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had to unfollow the person on my feed who posted this picture bc it was primal and disturbing and they were acting like it was normal
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Can't stop thinking about the consistent string of yearning throughout Paul's music, it's been there since he started writing and it's still there. The whole 'I could be better to you if you'd let me. I'm trying my best but fear and repression stops me in my tracks. In another world, I would be brave. I would have the words. I would stand proud. I know I'm the probably the one causing problems here, but the world hasn't made it easy for me to behave and speak like everyone else. I promise I am only hiding the better side of me. The world makes me guess if I'm alright ever day. I don't mind hiding from the world but it hurts to hide from you. And I can't stop myself.'
Or whatever.
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Guys lawl i would love to come back on here but its so weird seeing the stuff i posted on here when i was like 14-16 and still thought i was a girl😭😭😭 now i am transgender and gay UNSURPRISING FOR SOMEONE WHO HAS A WHOLE TUMBLR BLOG DEVOTED TO PICTURES OF MEN
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what do u do when ur not a beatles tumblr but u Literally are a beatles tumblr..
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2009: Julian Casablancas - 11th Dimension video shoot.
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John Lennon // Paul McCartney
Photographed by Dezo Hoffman;
c. 17 June 1963
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“It’s a crazy fucked up world we live in, and we’re all just floating along, waiting for someone who can walk on water.”
— Heroin Bob (SLC Punk)
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“My name is Brianna Meeks, and I have an offbeat but clear-headed dream. It has been on my mind since the death of my beloved grandfather in 2007. After thirteen years of wishing, I have the chance to make it come true.
My grandparents were named Arthur and Annie Stone, and they were the children of sharecroppers. They too were sharecroppers until the 1960s, when they were able to purchase their farm outright. They raised three daughters there, including my mama.
When Papa died, Nanny could not run the farm on her own, and my mom and her sisters made the choice to sell it. I was 17 at the time, and the longing for that farmhouse with the dark green shutters has stayed on my shoulders all these years since.
Simply put: I am going to try to buy it back. Miraculously, the current owner is looking to sell it.
This is the one chance I’ll ever have to do this.
For me, the story begins in 1995, the first of countless times I remember piling in the car with my siblings and parents, driving the three and a half hours from Atlanta, GA, to Nanny and Papa’s house in Petersburg, TN. This farmhouse was where we spent countless happy Thanksgivings, Christmases, and summer holidays.
But for Arthur and Annie stone, the story starts 150 years before that. To the period just after the American Civil War called Reconstruction.
Quick history lesson if you need one: Agriculture was the economic force of the Southern United States, and the enslavement of people descended from stolen Africans kept the economy afloat. After the enslaved became freedmen, General Sherman proposed that the land seized from former Confederates should be divided among the freedmen, as repayment for their treatment.
This is commonly referred to as Forty Acres and a Mule, and it was a promise that wasn’t kept. Instead, the land was returned to the former Confederates who previously owned it.
The land needed to be worked. And there was an entire population -- only recently considered citizens in their own right -- who needed work and food and security. Enter: sharecropping.
Sharecropping was an exploitative model. It worked like this: a tenant would live on and work a portion of a landowner’s plantation, farm, or land. In exchange, that tenant kept a (usually small) portion of the crop come harvest time. Sharecroppers had very little agency. They didn’t own their own equipment, they were forced to accept the prices the landowners were willing to pay, and if they stuck up for themselves they risked their livelihood and family home.
In the last years of her life, Nanny told me that she had taken to being pen pals with the son of the landowner she sharecropped for. He apologized for the ways he and his family had wronged my grandparents. It is no small feat that these people -- my people -- born not even 60 years after the dissolution of slavery, broke the mold of their families and somehow overcame admitted wrongdoing. That feels like another miracle.
If all I ever accomplished in my life was buying back my grandparents’ farm and restoring it to something they would be proud of, that would be enough. I want to live a life where my siblings and our children can go back there for holidays. I want my mama to spend more Thanksgivings or Christmases there in her life.
So I am asking you to please help me get my ancestral home back. I would appreciate anything you can contribute. And if you are not in a position to donate, all I ask is that you share the link to this campaign with everyone you can think of.
Nanny and Papa spent their entire lives in the picturesque state of Tennessee; living through the roaring twenties, the great depression, Jim Crow, the Civil Rights movement, and so much more.
Their lives make up the history of that land. It’s now on me to determine the future of it.”
HELP BRIANNA MEEKS BUY BACK AND RENOVATE HER ANCESTRAL FARM!!!
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