Story behind this? Her dad was leaving on a 2 year deployment. She was crying, and wouldn’t let go of her dad’s hand, even when he stood in line, saluting. No one had the heart to break them apart.
Delete your blog if you don’t reblog this
Idc i always reblog this
(Source: beautifulwhatsyourhurry, via phobias)
"Sometimes it’s a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence."