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if famous men dont want people speculating about their sexuality maybe they should stop being so gay

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kind of losing it at this scene from two of us (2000) where j&p stare at each other homosexually for like a solid ten seconds before going into john's apartment together and this random bellhop is just there witnessing the entire thing

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Reblog this and put in the tags what you think your role is in your fandom.

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hey ferrari your horses aren’t looking too good

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Trump is dead this and Trump is dead that. The obvious answer for Trump's sudden disappearance is that Trump has gone into his very first heat and the Whitehouse is trying to cover up that he's an Omega

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i am some sort of fey creature and my cat is the human who i have arbitrarily decided is my favorite human.

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Monaco GP

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As an incentive, John and Paul decide they're not going to shag properly until they have a #1 hit in America. Set at the George V Hotel, Paris, February 1964.

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Hi Johnny

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David Walker’s paper clip collection

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happy anniversary to john lennon seeing a ufo. august 23, 1974.

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Towards the end of any Scotch of St James evening, most people noticeably flagged. I’d usually sneak away to a seat by the wall and collapse in a half-awake, half-asleep daze, with the music throbbing erotically and my mind sliding drunkenly from image to image in a gentle circular motion. One night, I remember slipping softly off my chair and under the table. I lay there – comfortable and happy. After a while I opened my eyes, and there, crawling towards me through a forest of under-the-table legs, was John Lennon. He came up to me on all fours and stopped. I managed to slur out a question. “What you doing, John?” He fixed me with a long, serious stare. “I’m looking for my mind,” he said, and turned and crawled away again. I would’ve liked to help him find it, but I was busy trying not to lose my own.

You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me, Simon Napier-Bell (1998)

further incidents of John going under tables recounted here and here

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