Should I Do An Intro Post And Face Reveal Maybe Question Mark 😸

oh to be getting your food cut for you by bobby kennedy

a set of pictures that will always make me feel sick to my stomach no matter how many times i see them 😭😭 jfk and bobby are watching eunice leave for buckingham palace here from a balcony and i can just imagine jack getting into one of those sporadic brotherly moods, letting bobby run up with him to the balcony to bid eunice farewell. bobby talking to him non-stop so animatedly while jack takes a deep, subtle breath and barely holds in a retort as he tries to find his mother & eunice in the sea of faces, probably regretting letting bobby tag along lest his little brother get the wrong idea and think that now he can follow him around for the rest of the day. neither of them knowing that they’ll become such an essential and constant figure of each other’s lives in the coming years. and how could they ever predict such a thing. their lives weren’t even in parallel paths. a seemingly different future was on the horizon. jack was preparing for it while bobby looked on from a distance, unnoticed and left out, so low in the family hierarchy. they were both so young and they didn’t know !! life would push and shove them but they would come out right on top but only bc they worked for it side by side (albeit a little grudgingly)

Here and there I like to watch Shaye saint John's triggers on YouTube, I love her so much and she's literally so me!!!

carrie

canon maybe

what idiot put my husband jfk in a convertible

Kennedy moves from one room to another, then sits for a moment in the hall as people stream back and forth past him. He is deeply worn, but nearly a month of intensive campaigning still lies ahead — Nebraska next week, then Oregon, then South Dakota and California. He rubs his face. He has pushed himself to the limit, but he does not mention his weariness. His face is gaunt, weathered; his eyes are sunken and red. He rubs his hand over his face again, as if to tear away the exhaustion. It is not something he has sympathy with, his hand is not consoling as it drags across his face—he is simply trying to get rid of an encumbrance. He responds to questions from a reporter slowly, haltingly, trying to think; the questions seem to goad him painfully to one more effort. In the wake of his success, he admits there are great areas of loss — primarily for his family, and in his privacy. ‘I think... I think... I would make this one effort... and if it fails I would go back to my children... If you bring children into the world, you should stay with them, see them through...’ He had once thought of teaching, or of starting a new kind of project in the Mississippi Delta, or of working with the Indians, but now he doesn’t know. ‘I think about it,’ he says slowly. ‘I think about it... I’m not sure.’ The hand drags across the face again, his eyes closed. He mentions privacy. ‘It would be nice taking a walk sometime without someone taking a picture of you taking a walk...’ More people come through the door. Kennedy looks up, gets quickly to his feet, and greets them, alert again, moving.

─ Jim Stevenson

Jackie wore the suit in a few different occasions before that day in dallas.It was JFK's favorite and he wanted her to look the best that day.