Wake Me Up When "September"Ends by Green Day

“I thought it only appropriate since #TIMJ is leaving us high and dry or in my case really high and not so dry on the boose also this is to my brothers and sisters i served with in the corps 1st marine division combat marines of lima company infantry 0311 machine gunner hoorah we didnt ever leave em behind and never will @JustinXbox @leejohnson, @PeteLaberge @natyblooming @lynn200 @lindatee @DiamondDog @AlicejustMay @joeldurhamjr @gonegirl @richardhomer @AndyMack @MartinWalker. @j2daboy @enric.navarro”

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but iranildojr was first  

I thought it only appropriate since #TIMJ is leaving us high and dry or in my case really high and not so dry on the boose also this is to my brothers and sisters i served with in the corps 1st marine division combat marines of lima company infantry 0311 machine gunner hoorah we didnt ever leave em behind and never will @JustinXbox @leejohnson, @PeteLaberge @natyblooming @lynn200 @lindatee @DiamondDog @AlicejustMay @joeldurhamjr @gonegirl @richardhomer @AndyMack @MartinWalker. @j2daboy @enric.navarro   3

USMC_SemperFi 26 Aug 2015

#savoreachmoment   5

SheRa 22 Sep 2014

no reason

kaitait 4 Sep 2015

Oh yes. One of THOSE months. I will need waking after the hours putting in at present. Wake me up.   5

itskerryc 10 Sep 2013

This morning I remembered how it feels to be in love. Hell, this morning I was in love again. I think it may have been something I dreamed. You can’t find love by itself, in the air, so of course I needed a rainy-day color, an old texture. And that color, texture: a school uniform I thought I’d thrown out. Yet here we were in class again, crammed into the same chair and ignoring each other’s thighs. Love sprouts where it’s not supposed to, in my experience – or at least, like a mushroom, where the first man wouldn’t have expected it. But as the first man becomes the second, we learn the ways of the earth and know which trees to check. We collect, chore-like. Are these fleshy loves gathered in arms? Fleshy, yes, but not loves. We can smell them roasting. We know they’re not poisonous. The love I remember, I never picked. Scared, I let it spread many rootlets. So I guess it makes sense that it would still be there, on the other side of my childhood maple – wet with rains, quiet, pulsing.   2

iprefernotto 1 Sep 2015