We like our choruses sung together, we like our arms in our brothers’ arms
Call every girl we ever met “Maria”, but only love Virginia’s heart
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“I wear my heart on my sleeve.” My first tattoo, taken right after it was done. The lyrics in the banner are from my favorite John Lennon song. I absolutely love the way it turned out.
Done by Dave at An Olde Town Tattoo Parlour in Monterey, CA
New York City, 1948
Reverie: /rev-uh-ree/
(n). 1. A state of being pleasantly lost in one’s thoughts; a daydream.
This tattoo of a chokecherry tree (imagery from Beloved, by toni morrison) is accompanied by a quote from the nobel prize winning book…..”i am beloved and she is mine there is no place where i stop her face is my own.”
We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone
—Orson Welles (via luckyladybirds)
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Nashville, TN (1959)
A couple walking along the snow covered road. Maine, 1942.
Behold The Hurricane- The Horrible Crowes
