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I'm Julie.
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I'm awkward and sarcastic.
coffee. thexx. coldplay. blogging.
incenses: HOLY VIRGIN MARY WHO IS THIS IS FINE FELLOW THAT MY EYES HAVE LAID THEMSELVES UPON? MY HEART WANTS TO MARRY THEE
loveorfame: TAKE ME TO WONDERLAND
come-back-shane: want this so bad
beneficial-herbs: eins-zwei-die: autumnbones: this photograph intrigues me so much! why isn’t this the most famous photo from 9/11 instead of the falling man? isn’t 2 people holding hands after jumping more significant than 1 man? it makes me wonder what the story is behind this photo, were they friends or lovers? or just strangers who were too scared to jump alone? it shows that people need a helping hand even in their final moments, i love it. Fucking reblog today; tomorrow. Any day I see it on my dash. Beautiful. I for one think they were strangers. Sometimes it’s easier to care for a stranger, how else would they have found the courage to not only jump, but to look into someone’s eyes and jump. I don’t think I could have done that if I knew the person well. I was five, and this is one of the strongest memories I have from when it happened. They showed this picture, only in colour, on the news. I’ve always remembered this because of that bond they made — to jump, and hold on to one another’s hand the entire time. You jump I jump, remember?