listening to the album imagine (1971) by John Lennon is a rollercoaster because why are the songs like "I wish we had peace everywhere, I suck, Paul McCartney I hate you kill yourself, I love you Yoko"
me when someone asks me about paul mccartney's solo career
I love how when ao3 goes down the tag starts trending again.
it reminds me of when you step on an ant pile and all the ants frantically run around
Paul McCartney is fun because if you don't know anything about him then he seems oddly flavorless for a rockstar, void of the kind of flash you see with people like Bowie or Jagger or Mercury. But the moment you start learning anything about this man, you began to unravel the reality that he might be the biggest freak of them all
cant go anywhere without being haunted by the toxic yaoi malpractice doctors
last week i was wearing a beatles shirt at the function and this old man came up to me and in a slightly shocked tone was like “are you a beatles fan??” and i was like “yeah!” and he was like “how did you become a beatles fan???” presumably due to the fact that i am but a youth, and i truly had no idea how to answer because the only two truthful answers were:
a) they are literally the fucking beatles, i know zero people who do not know/have not listened to any of their music
b) i saw one too many tumblr posts of people talking about wanting to impregnate paul mccartney and decided i finally had to listen to their whole discography
I hope Paul McCartney knows there are beautiful stories written in elegant prose about him getting his back blown out.
can’t believe tiktok is actually getting banned, twitter is infested with bots and brainworm-infested musk bootlickers, facebook is king of QAnon, instagram caught the plague from facebook and is dying a slow death in real time… and as the dust settles… only Miss Tumblr is left standing… failing upwards once again