the ditch
We lay in the ditch
I reach for the stars
I pull them down close to me and she grabs my hand
We kiss and drift away across the wet lawn
~ Brian
Into the darkness she dances… smiling as she waves goodbye. ~Brian
(via carlosterly)
You are told a lot about your education, but some beautiful, sacred memory, preserved since childhood, is perhaps the best education of all. If a man carries many such memories into life with him, he is saved for the rest of his days. And even if only one good memory is left in our hearts, it may also be the instrument of our salvation one day.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via fornicating)
(Source: bookmania)
US Marine, Huế, 1968 (Don McCullin)
Went to the IWM today to see the exhibit of Don McCullin photography, Shaped by War. Fantastic.
If you didn’t care what happened to me,
And I didn’t care for you,
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain.
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.
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