(Source: carmidoll, via likeawraith)
Happy Birthday Marilyn!
“I didn’t pay much attention to the whistles and whoops, in fact, I didn’t quite hear them. I was full of a strange feeling, as if I were two people. One of them was Norma Jeane from the orphanage who belonged to nobody; the other was someone whose name I didn’t know. But I knew where she belonged; she belonged to the ocean and the sky and the whole world.”
-Marilyn
“My illusions didn’t have anything to do with being a fine actress. I knew how third- rate I was. I could actually feel my lack of talent, as if it were cheap clothes I was wearing inside. But, my God, how I wanted to learn, to change, to improve! I didn’t want anything else. Not men, not money, not love, but the ability to act.”
-Marilyn
June 1st, 1926 - August 5th, 1962
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life is transient.
took 9 hours total.
outline done by nick at moonflower in manchester and everything else by dora at keys on kites in new haven, ct :)
Your dad had a late model BMW before you did and he’s got the speeding tickets to prove it. It was just a machine before he took command of the wheel and proved it was the Ultimate. James Bond didn’t have shit on him. He was a bottle-popping international man of mystery with a license to thrill. His stone pulse, steady hands, and full-throttle foot helped him high speed danced his car around streets while seducing honey-dips with his shift skills. He lived 100mph life while everyone else was stuck in neutral.
So hipsters, when you’re cruising down the block in your beat-ass beemer and trying to impress the fairer kind with the fact that you’ve traded up from your fixie, remember this…
Your dad is the only man who knows how those mystery stains in the backseat got there.
