aureat:

"my parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat"
morphine-and-cigarettes:

sad black and white blog, I follow back similar
bol-je-sve-sto-ostaje:

hahahahaha 
dysphorism:



crescendowls:

youthpalms:

missarolp:

An American soldier kisses his girlfriend goodbye at Penn Station, New York, 1944.

this is heartbreaking

Photos like this make me wonder: Did he live? Did he ever return home? Did they ever get married, start a family? Or did he die, and she was left to go on without him? As tragic as it seems, that happened so many times during WWII, and looking at these two, it makes you wonder if they were they any different. I really hope so; I hope they got their happy ending. 

you and I think alike, tumblr user crescendowl