Elvis and Priscilla Presley at Nancy Sinatra's Opening Night Post Show Party at the International Hotel, Las Vegas, NV, August 29, 1969.
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Elvis and Priscilla Presley at Nancy Sinatra's Opening Night Post Show Party at the International Hotel, Las Vegas, NV, August 29, 1969.
if you have ever suffered from⌠Â
⢠depressionÂ
⢠anxietyÂ
⢠eating disorderÂ
⢠self-harm
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⢠bipolarÂ
⢠feelings of guilt and hopelessnessÂ
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can you please reblog to show support for people who also suffer. you are not alone.
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the day light
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you
Oh but itâs midnight yes and I miss you
Itâs Midnight - Elvis Presley
Elvis and George Klein at WMC Radio Station in Memphis, Tennessee, 1956.
Rest In Peace, GK â October 8, 1935 â February 5, 2019.
Elvis in âFun in Acapulcoâ, 1963.
Elvis in Germany, c. 1958.
Elvis at the Memphis Municipal Airport, 1961.
Elvis arriving in Los Angeles, CA, April 20, 1960.
Thatâs so sad, he truly was a great guy and cared for others but seemed he couldnât care for himself :(
Elvis was truly a wonderful human being, so sad we lost him so young
Do you think Elvis was depressed throughout life? I feel like he had demons of some sort
Thank you for your question! To answer in short, yes, I believe Elvis had depression, for many reasons. From his mother dying to Priscilla leaving him, I felt like he always had a feeling of abandonment that either contributed to his depression or was the root of it. Many âwomen figures,â in his life as you will, âleftâ him in each of their own ways. Also, many people are struggling through closed doors, which was the case for Elvis. We never know what was going on at that time in his life through his eyes. All the documents we have are from people around him, some close to him, some not, so we truly cannot know exactly what he, Elvis Presley, was feeling and thinking. Again, thank you for your question, I hope you have a wonderful night, bee!
Close-ups of Priscilla Presleyâs iconic 60s eyemakeup
Anyone here have $5,000.00? You could own the trailer where Lisa Marie was conceived. Very cool to get to see the inside! Love the kitchenette
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Elvis with some nurses; 50s
The way I met Elvis was in the last year of high school, at Humes High School in 1953. When I moved from New York to Memphis, I still wore the same type of clothes we wore in New York and the guys in Memphis my age basically wore Leviâs, a t-shirt, and had a crew cut. Except one guy and that was Elvis, and he basically dressed the same way we did in New York.
Marty Lacker (via chloebeaulieu)
Alan Wiess, who wrote the screenplays for several of Elvisâ motion pictures remembers his first meeting with Elvis in 1956. It was during the 21 year old starâs screen test for producer, Hal Wallis:
âThe transformation was incredible. We knew instantly that we were in the presence of a phenomenon, electricity bounced off the walls of the sound stage. One felt it as an awesome thing - like an earthquake in progress, only without the implicit threat. Watching this insecure country boy, who apologized when he asked for a rehearsal as though he had done something wrong, turn into absolute dynamite when he stepped in the bright lightsâŚhe believed in it, and he made you believe it, no matter how âsophisticatedâ your musical tastes were. I had not been a fan until that point, but to deny his talent would have been as foolish as it was impossible. He was a force, and to fail to recognize it would be the same as sticking a finger into a live socket and denying the existence of electricity.â
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