He’s So Obsessed…

oh my god it’s april happy april come she will april

started reading art garfunkel’s memoir on the train. gayest straight man alive. no wonder he’s bi

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its been a while huh? anyways have this insanely self-indulgent wallpaper i made last night

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When I said: "You'll outlast me, you live more carefully." He said: "Write out what you want to." Ok, it's hard to say I knew him well, He was enigmatic to himself. Which of us was more aware? Which the elder? I was born November fifth. He on October 13th - a few weeks premature, you following me? He was born three weeks before me, my dear, But he was a premature baby. Were we both conceived at the same instant? February 5th 1941, the dead middle of winter, In the heart of World War Two Was I born at the right time? For 70 years his arm has been around my shoulder, He's dazzled me with gifts. I nurtured him in his youth. He brought me into prominence. I taught him to sing. He connected my voice to the world. I made him tall. All of our personal belongings are intertwined. We say it's exhausting to compete, But we shine for each other. It's still our favourite game. It goes on, this embrace, whether I speak for him or he for me: Love ruled our lives. It rules the mourners, And the winter of longevity.

Art Garfunkel's Poem performed at Paul Simon's 70th Birthday Party, 2011

Asked what Simon's reaction was, he admitted: "I don't know - he was at the other side of the room. I dared not look."

why is every picture of simon & garfunkel on here captioned some shit like “i wish someone would fuck me the way they fuck each other” how am i supposed to reblog that

Thanks for uploading this they’re so silly