Nick Marrone

Calling all spiritually inclined and seekers of the truth. Thank you for being here. Please step forward. #Astrology #spirituality #losangeles #scorpio #collective

Astrology knowledge for your boyfriend #astrology #scorpio #rising #vibesdontlie #risingsign

May this video find those that need it the most 💌

Another banger stream of consciousness. Shout out to the lover boy archetype. We are so deeply misunderstood. #loverboy #masculinity #growup

God I am so good at these. Hard to stay away. I can’t smile because my lip is split but I promise I am having a good time. Also I’m gatekeeping my sunglasses. #onetake #grwm #ootd #skinfluencer #hondacrv

Sometimes it be your own sock monkey

No edits, just pure and uncut stupidity.

Another one-take masterpiece. Nice burrito @amarakitchen #eating #my #way #to #thetop

What should I eat in my car next? #eatingincarswithboys #good #moms #choose #jif

Last week, my grandmother left this earthly plane and a piece of my heart left with her. It is hard to put into words how special a woman she was and how much joy and magic she brought into the lives of those who knew her. She was the first woman I ever danced with. She taught me how to curse, on accident of course. She taught me that a sweet voice and an Irish accent can disarm even the most hostile of situations. And that sometimes a good nap and a cup of tea can fix even the worst of days. My grandmother lived to be 86 years old but somehow she always carried the energy of a young lady. She was giddy. She loved a bit of gossip. When I lived with her from 2015 through 2017, we shared a lot of mornings at her kitchen table in her house on Bedford Avenue. I’d come home from my job around 4 am and she would be up with a cigarette waiting to hear about what kept me so long. And I would tell her everything because she was a safe friend and she treated me the same. She told me all about growing up in Ireland and what it was like to live in a home full of boys. She told me about coming to America and meeting my grandfather and all of the fun and trouble they got into together. My heart aches heavy with a love for those stories and the people in them that are no longer here, but I am forever grateful to have had them while I did. The words and mannerisms of my grandmother will ring out through me for the rest of my life, like a resonating string. So much so that the place where she stopped and I began are blended beyond recognition. But that is the point, isn’t it? That is what truly loving someone is like. That you may lose yourself in that love- in the water so muddy that who you are no longer exists without your relation to the other. Rest in peace Gram. Up Maigh Eo. God bless the cook. And I’ll see ye later.

Good times

If you don’t skate, this is what landing tricks feels like . . . . #johnhamm #bornslippy #sopranos #garvanza