guyyyssss i made a playlist that captures perfectly rob's personality (just songs i know she would love) give it a listen i promise u'll like it!!!!!!
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Irish-uwufication is so fucking weird anyway but like people act like Hozier - who writes primarily blues songs about politics, books and music he finds interesting, and having sex with hot women he picks up in bars - is just a nature man is so weird. Like you have Americans saying he is a bog man, he only writes acoustic songs about chaste love and nature. He lives in the woods and doesn’t interact with society at all. He is made of trees and fairies because that’s what Ireland is.
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Exterior of the Flamingo club in April 1966 in London.
Photo by Don Paulsen.
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imagine being high off your ass in 1964 and turning the radio on and you hear house of the rising sun by the animals for the first time. my soul would leave my body id fucking die
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the ideal woman is gonna:
-save me
-call me "baby"
-run her hands through my hair
-know me crazy
-soothe me daily (better yet, she wouldn't care)
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the coward's way out
if the fates conspire
that only one of us may live,
then lover,
it must be you.
i will save you the grand speeches
about how you are good and deserving.
you are. you are. you are,
but in the end, that is not the reason why.
the world may call me brave
or strong
or selfless
but lover, you know the truth
don't you?
in the end, i am only more afraid
of facing a world without you
than i am of facing death
of facing anything.
in the end, i am only too weak
to be the one left behind
to pick up the pieces of a broken life
a broken promise
a broken heart
and keep on bleeding
when the blood in your heart
is already dry.
i'm sorry. i'm sorry.
but will you let me be selfish
one last time?
can i ask you to live
for me?
to face what i feared most
so that i might find peace
in my eternal sleep
with a smile upon my face?
if it is cruel of me to ask,
then i beg you to forgive me.
or curse my name
and hate me if you must,
only live.
only live, my lover
so that my life and my death
and all that came in between
may mean something.
may mean everything.
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RIP Marlena Shaw (born Marlina Burgess, September 22, 1942 – January 19, 2024)
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