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The Lonely Mountain

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“ I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours. ”

—    (via psych-facts)

(via semperfidelismarines)

(via m0rtality)

I didn’t know I was lonely ‘til I saw your face
I didn’t know I was broken ‘til I wanted to change

(Source: releasethedoves)

l0veisalas3rqu3st:

Because the love, the love, the love, the love, the love that I gave, wasted on a nice face.

My thoughts on being a Marine (a poem?)

I went through 13 weeks of hell.
I started as a nasty thing.
0 kind words for 13 weeks.
Molding and forming.
Torture and accomplishment.
They shaved my head.
They took 20 pounds.
I learned how to move with speed, volume, and intensity.
“Quit” isn’t in my vocabulary anymore.
Challenge is.
Honor, courage, and commitment are etched in my soul just like the names on the Vietnam memorial.
I’ll forever go for the throat and never be out of the fight.
I am part of something bigger.
Most will never understand.
I now wear two metal tags around my neck as well as the weight of the USA.
Warrior.
Defender of those who can’t defend themselves.
Devil Dog.
Legacy.
Fighter by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, and Marine by God.

whiskeydrinking-operating:

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said
“Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad)
I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.

You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.

(Source: never-let--it-die, via arcountryboy)

(Source: usmc-hester, via arcountryboy)

scrapironflotilla:

Vietnam War zippo lighters.

(via semperfidelismarines)

historywars:

Platoon taking pictures in a temple in Hue

(via semperfidelismarines)

“ I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ”

—    Joshua Graham (via sunshine-and-liberty)

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(via house-of-gnar)

(Source: outdoor-anarchy, via semperfidelismarines)

thekalashnikitty:

And then you kill his pet goat…

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