#first husband

I wanna have this framed and kept somewhere in the attic so when I'm old and rusty and my grandchildren decide to look through my stuff they would find this very picture and ask who it is and I'll just retell them the story of jack and rose from titanic except in this story my jack isn't a rebellious artist who wants to be the king of the world and is instead a man who served in the army and when he retired he took me to a cruise trip to Europe but then the cruise sank and he died and I never loved any other man ever again.

[Let's just stop it. Okay. Make the patty, about 7 ounces. And pygmailon, King of Tyre. 49 Dido’s first husband. We're gonna put the sausage down. Put a little butter here.]

You just don’t understand how much I love this man

1st husband kind of love

(Ralph Morse. 1948)

Mary Stuart | Long May You Reign

It was the 1800s. Ariel had met a man, fell in love, and had gotten married on earth. His name was Thomas. Thomas Moore, to be more specific. Early into their marriage, Thomas began to realize that Ariel didn't age. From that point forward, she let her body grow old with him. Her hair turned grey, her face had wrinkled, and her eyes had grown weary with age. Then, earlier today, her love had died. They spent many long years with one another. Ariel didn't understand why humans couldn't live forever. She desperately wished they could. Though, if they did, Heaven and Hell would have very little purpose. She walked out of her home, used a miracle to make herself look as she did when she first met Thomas, and went to the stables for a horse. She was going into town to get a doctor and a funeral director. Perhaps she would find something to make her smile a bit on the way.