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.
@#!*% 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.
My favorite picture
i actually forgot how it felt to be happy and have a good day. thank god for my boo, he mad these past few days wonderful. he always reminds me who i am and why i am here.
If y’all can reblog drunk girls partying you can reblog a picture of a mother finally getting to see her baby.If y’all can reblog heirloom tomatoes you can reblog the Grand Canyon
If y’all can reblog doberman pinschers you can reblog needlepoint
If y’all can make vaguely accusatory free associations you can reblog honeybees
theses pics always make me cry.
