sunkingbruh

1963. Ringo was often prone to tears. It was just how he was. Probably from being an artist. He was a sensitive man that felt things very deeply. He was easily hurt but sometimes he enjoyed having a good cry. There was a real beauty in sadness and a strange pleasure from bitterness. Sometimes he MADE himself feel that way. It was better than feeling empty and it was oddly more exciting than feeling happy. But sometimes that attempt of obtaining that hurtful bliss did not end well. One night, while George was out at a night club, he drank so much that he made himself depressed beyond belief, feeling insecure and anxious. Hopeless and worthle