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Oh, I just needed to see this one printed up. I am really loving this one right now, and finding it hard to move on to the next…
Category: jim kerr
Birthday Bouquet?
This picture appeared five hours ago on SMO…but…I had a strange way to view it. Can’t say how I ended up seeing it…and it *WAS* shared on SMO…but…it just dosen’t show up in the regular way. So odd! Oh…but he looks wonderful…and there are gerberas! I love gerberas :-))) Happy birthday, you beautiful man!
Happy Birthday, Jim!
You most beautiful, beautiful man! I adore you…with every fibre of my being. (I don’t care of that’s an overshare!)
Only The Inspirational
Jim’s words within his post today (upon seeing Radiohead last night in Glasgow). Ah, well…that’s me out the window, then! To surround yourself with people and things that inspire? How would I ever fit that bill? I won’t. I am so full of self-doubt, I’m amazed he even gives me the time of day in…
Conversation Piece…
He was a chatty man today (well, still “today” for me, even though it is actually already tomorrow. Lol) And it was lovely… (If only I could have been like this face to face…)
Dying Together In Electric Dreams?
He always seems to get so gloomy, melancholic and pessimistic around his birthday (I’ve noticed it every year, so far). I wish he wouldn’t…BUT…he’s a Cancerian…a lifetime of having them as my most intimate of friends means I can read them like a book. Bloody Cancerians! Can’t live with them…
Glittering Prize – A Slight Redux Of A Redux…
This is one I think I am most proud of. So much so, it is on the wardrobe door :-))) (printed without the lyrics)
Love Song – Redux reduxed!
3rd time lucky? Flipping hope so!!!
Dublin Extras – Gig 8-9 – Part Two
A slection of pics I took of the gig itself (gig one of the two)… Just a few shots of him… And just to break things up a bit…him with KT Charlie? Where did you spring from? Lol. (Jim still kinda ends up in the pic anyways) Mr Gordy Goudie, esq.
Desiring The Unobtainable
I have tried so much to refrain from doing this. To express it publicly. As if it’ll matter, or make a difference to things. Ultimately, it won’t. I don’t think it will anyway. Other than it altering what he may think of me. And…I still really have no clue what he thinks of me, anyway….