This summer I went to NYC and, of course, paid a visit to John’s memorial in Central Park. There were people standing there taking pictures, praying and singing.
It was a beautiful moment.
I also went to the Dakota Building but, I swear, I didn’t find the strength to get close and have a look. I watched it from afar and was bound to cry.
They have killed him, but his spirit is still here, in our hearts.
You never kill such a man. You can’t kill a legend.
Rest in peace, Johnny
"Red Hall" is a really popular slash fanfiction among McLennon shippers. Of course, the main characters are John and Paul.
It’s a well written one, even if you’ve got to be into certain… “stuff” to enjoy it.
You could be talking of “Help!” maybe?
Or “Magical Mystery Tour”?
Thank you sooo much :)
I am so sad that I don’t have enough time to update it! I hope that during my Christmas holidays I’ll find the time to be more present.
It’s a promise.
I love you too :)) X