It’s very difficult to imagine. I sometimes try to look into the future and stop myself doing it because it’s such a drag thought. Thinking about an old Beatle, or a grey-haired Beatle, or a spastic Beatle. But the thought of somebody coming up and saying “How old are you? and me saying “50” is a bit off-putting. You know what I hate about the thought of growing old? When I was 16 or 17, people kept saying to me: “Wait till you’re 20 or 24, and you’ll laugh at how you looked and behaved at 16. And bloody hell, they’re right.
John Lennon (in 1965 on Growing Old) (via beatlesneveroutofstyle)
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my thoughts at school
- i wonder how many people i could kill before i get taken down
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