

just say something perfect, something I can steal,
say look at me baby,
we’ll be fine.
“Best wishes, Father. PS. Your mother would like to know if you want us to send you your dress blue uniform.” … Must think we get a lot of fancy dress balls around here.

Both ready to die for each other a hundred times over. I don’t think there’s a greater love than this..
Hasser, who had maintained his distant silence for days since shooting the man in the blue car, breaks into laughter. “Look at you, Ray,” he says pointing at Person […] “You’re a fucking messed-up hick who can’t even eat ravioli.” Hasser doubles over, facedown in the grass, laughing.
— Evan Wright, Generation Kill



