I need those arms around my neck. It's a silly thought I have every time I see photos like these but it's a real and feral need. I love him in every single era but there's something special about this one that doesn't make me a fan of early James... Here, he's BIG, intense, inmense, powerful. I'm so in love with this era and this James. He and his big hands would hold my face and I would die right there. Imagine if he puts his arm around your shoulder and you feel that weight in ur back. I would melt. Ah, a hug from him would heal me and break me and bring me back to life again. imagine his weight on top of you, or maybe he would randomly put one of his big legs in ur lap... I don't even know what's going on in my mind but I'm a sucker for this. He's just TOO MUCH.
Those damn fucking arms I love him so much it makes sicckkk
The gatefold jacket featuring a restored alternate take of the long-lost photograph of Gram and Emmylou, taken by Ginny Winn in 1972.
Im crying
Some of what was actually said.
LITERAAALLLLLL
Ok actually seeing his new haircut on stage, the more I looked at it, the more I was liking his hair, but seeing it on stage, I actually think he looks really good with the new hair🫠😆. He’s still adorable🤭.
Photos found on Facebook
“What would you do if I threw James hetfeild at you?”
Open my legs and hope that he lands in between them idk 🤷🏻♀️
Her
Another day not being this man's sweetheart. It's hard🤧
You know what would solve all of my problems? Dating current James. Sitting in the backyard with him, it's late, there's a small fire going. You've just roasted marshmallows and filled up on s'mores. Now you're sitting on his lap, one arm around his shoulders, the other in his hair. His lips are on yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. You both tasted like chocolate and like the joint you were passing back and forth. He smiles against your lips before pulling away to take another hit of it and passing it to you. You smile down at him, admiring the way the warm glow from the fire casts over his features, making him look softer than usual. His hand squeezes your waist as he watches you inhale and exhale a small cloud of smoke.
James had had a rough morning, his anxiety had been running high since the moment he woke up and what made it worse is that he had an interview to do that afternoon. But finally being home with you and being able to hold you calmed his heart and shaking hands. (And the weed did too). You had suggested coming out here, knowing being under the sky and by a fire always relaxed him.
"Look, make a wish!" You point to the sky, watching as a shooting star passes by. He smiles at your excitement.
"I've already got everything I need right here," He says quietly, leaning forward to place another kiss against your lips.
Jason is like, the perfect guy, he loves u so much, ur parents love him, he's literally perfect, everything is secure and warm around him and the type of person you think about when marriage and good life topic appears. Then, there's James. Bad boy. Asshole and rude and everything bad u can think. Fun fact: I would leave Jason to have a reckless and unstable life with James bc my heart says so and I'm gonna suffer but oh god I love that guy so much
I mean, YK what I mean right? U get the idea?
It's 12am come on I need to sleep and stop imagining this is just sick
I'm gonna do it again
Gram Parsons by Ed Caraeff in 1969.
no warning no second chance day
I'm in tears
Never seen photos November 9th 1986 Metallica played a secret show trying out their new bass player to replace Cliff Burton pt.1
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Photo by Roman Moreno
Metallica annoying and obsessive fan. James Hetfield is my religion. "the way I learned how to love things was just to choke them to death"" hey I also love jason
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