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❝I’m in love with the idea of you and me still together in the future.❞
— Oberhofer  (via perfect)

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postpone-mentor:

Allied 4.2 inch mortars in action at the start of the final offensive on Monte Cassino.
During the Italian Campaign of World War II. The intention was a breakthrough to Rome.
May 1944.

postpone-mentor:

Allied 4.2 inch mortars in action at the start of the final offensive on Monte Cassino. During the Italian Campaign of World War II. The intention was a breakthrough to Rome. May 1944.

postpone-mentor:

Allied 4.2 inch mortars in action at the start of the final offensive on Monte Cassino.
During the Italian Campaign of World War II. The intention was a breakthrough to Rome.
May 1944.

laclefdescoeurs:

His Master’s Aim, 1922, Frank Califano

laclefdescoeurs:

His Master’s Aim, 1922, Frank Califano

laclefdescoeurs:

His Master’s Aim, 1922, Frank Califano

soupealafraise:

By Loui Jover

soupealafraise:

By Loui Jover

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demons:

GIs of the 104th Infantry Division resting on rail road tracks outside Duren, 21 Dec 1944

demons:

GIs of the 104th Infantry Division resting on rail road tracks outside Duren, 21 Dec 1944

demons:

GIs of the 104th Infantry Division resting on rail road tracks outside Duren, 21 Dec 1944

bag-of-dirt:

Canadian infantrymen of the North Shore (New Brunswick) Regiment examine a captured German cross-Channel gun. Cross-Channel guns were long-range coastal artillery pieces placed on the coast of Pas-de-Calais, France at the point at which England was closest to continental Europe, with which to bombard Allied shipping in the English Channel and towns and military installations. Sangatte, Nord-Pas-de-Calais, Pas-de-Calais, France. 26 September 1944. Image taken by Donald Grant.

bag-of-dirt:

Canadian infantrymen of the North Shore (New Brunswick) Regiment examine a captured German cross-Channel gun. Cross-Channel guns were long-range coastal artillery pieces placed on the coast of Pas-de-Calais, France at the point at which England was closest to continental Europe, with which to bombard Allied shipping in the English Channel and towns and military installations. Sangatte, Nord-Pas-de-Calais, Pas-de-Calais, France. 26 September 1944. Image taken by Donald Grant.

bag-of-dirt:

Canadian infantrymen of the North Shore (New Brunswick) Regiment examine a captured German cross-Channel gun. Cross-Channel guns were long-range coastal artillery pieces placed on the coast of Pas-de-Calais, France at the point at which England was closest to continental Europe, with which to bombard Allied shipping in the English Channel and towns and military installations. Sangatte, Nord-Pas-de-Calais, Pas-de-Calais, France. 26 September 1944. Image taken by Donald Grant.

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bag-of-dirt:

Portrait of German soldier Rolf Helmudt, taken as a POW and recovering from injuries received during the Battle of Moscow, in a Russian hospital. Moscow Oblast, Russia, Soviet Union. November 1941.

bag-of-dirt:

Portrait of German soldier Rolf Helmudt, taken as a POW and recovering from injuries received during the Battle of Moscow, in a Russian hospital. Moscow Oblast, Russia, Soviet Union. November 1941.

bag-of-dirt:

Portrait of German soldier Rolf Helmudt, taken as a POW and recovering from injuries received during the Battle of Moscow, in a Russian hospital. Moscow Oblast, Russia, Soviet Union. November 1941.

❝And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.❞
— (via explosioneyes)

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❝Missing you comes in waves; tonight I’m drowning.❞
Hannah Taylor, “Waves” (via screamingsadness)
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allykennedy96:

Sorry for my drunk handwriting but I found this in my pocket from last night.

allykennedy96:

Sorry for my drunk handwriting but I found this in my pocket from last night.

allykennedy96:

Sorry for my drunk handwriting but I found this in my pocket from last night.

You swallowing matches and suddenly I’m yelling Strike me. Strike anywhere.
I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you’ve taken something out of me, and I have to search

my body for the scars, thinking

Did he find that one last tender place to sink his teeth in?

— Richard Siken (via facina-oris)