by yellowoftops

Esprit de Corps We got into some heavy shit together.

  Yes. We sure as hell did.
  And we know some names that are toasted now.
  And we keep some names out of our mouth because we hate the taste.
  We have been in. Some. Shit.

  And I love you in a way that no one can possibly understand.
  Except children of drunks.
  Or guys that did time.

  You would die for me.
  I have seen you try.
  It’s a rough club, but
  Better in than out.