how much longer
are we staring at these streetlights
how much further
are we from the night
we’re close, we’re closing
hang onto your feathers
Its almost November, Mister…
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there are just some days, weeks even, when i just do not like this job.
Inter armas.
if i stay here trouble will find me.
“Perhaps, when we remember wars, we should take off our clothes and paint ourselves blue and go on all fours all day long and grunt like pigs. That would surely be more appropriate than noble oratory and shows of flags and well-oiled guns.” — Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle
This is why you marry your best friend.
I have to reblog this. I am bound by a code.
This post has been featured on a 1000notes.com blog.
En train to Babina, India
2013
EH.
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Quote by my squad leader, Sgt.Justin J Gregory. Veteran of the Battle of Cop Keating
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Officer Cadet Lui
Platoon Defence Exercise, Delta Wing, 9th SMC 1979
“Never, ever give up”
HER NAME IS KAREN NOT JESSICA.
THE ARTIST MAY BE DEAD BUT HAVE THE AWARENESS TO CHANGE THE NAME WHEN YOU REBLOG IT PLEASE!
Jessica 2011. Re-edited 2013.
The days when rain brought Christmas lights to the city.
Junyu, she’s beautiful, but her name is Karen.
(everyone who reblogged this, please change the name. Karen hates being mistaken for her train sister. thank you!)
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this pretty much sums up the life of an armoured infantier.
All the best for Rotation 2 fellas!
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