Jensen Hiatus Love Week 4
Jensen and Music
Jensen and music means also Jensen & Rob this moment at Jailbreak was so sweet
(pics and gif are mine please don’t crop the watermark if you edit/repost thank you)
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Jensen Hiatus Love Week 4
Jensen and Music
Jensen and music means also Jensen & Rob this moment at Jailbreak was so sweet
(pics and gif are mine please don’t crop the watermark if you edit/repost thank you)
Jensen Hiatus Love ➜ Jensen & Music {x}
Gosh. His body vibrates with happiness here. His happiness is infectious.
Rogue Magazine
Mimi Ilnitskaya
Kuru kafa çizince bi’ dikkatimi çekti tabii.
Candy Darling by Andy Warhol.
© 2016 The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts, Inc.
Candy Darling in Andy Warhol’s “Women in Revolt”(1971)
Andy Warhol’s interpretation of Mick Jagger in 1975
Fall In Love
Andy Warhol - Skulls, 1976 four screenprints in color
Riding with Death (1988) - Jean-Michel Basquiat
- Jean-Michel Basquiat
Colonization, Pt 2, by Jean-Michel Basquiat
Basquiat.
“Taking your wig off during the lipsync.”
Cry Baby (1990) dir: John Waters
Iggy Pop, John Waters, Quentin Tarantino and Tim Burton. Los Angels 1997
it’s memorial day. we’re chowing down on burgers. i am with my family. the sun is beaming. my dad is playing the 80s station. i am content.
suddenly the opening chorus of “carry on my wayward son” plays. for one moment i am thrown back into a black pit of plaid hell and cheap one-liners. for one terrible second i look into the middle distance and think to myself, “the road so far.”
i will never fucking recover from being a supernatural fan. it is a blight upon my very existence. it has been five goddamn years since i gave up on that hell show. when will eric kripke set my soul free. when will i at last know peace