Men, it’s been a long war, it’s been a tough war. You’ve fought bravely, proudly for your country. You’re a special group. You’ve found in one another a bond, that exists only in combat, among brothers. You’ve shared foxholes, held each other in dire moments. You’ve seen death and suffered together. I’m proud to have served with each and every one of you. You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.
Maybe there’s something to be said about even the worst things. Ich glaube– ich weiß, dass alle Leute um die Welt verdienen Frieden. Es wird sein, es muss sein.
Let’s just say I am very excited. And my lips are sealed. Oh, and I better learn how to get a bunch more cash, fast. That’ll be $10, please.
That’ll do nicely, thanks.
I don’t know if there’s any words left to describe the past. My present is unacceptable– you are unacceptable. My future isn’t here, not anymore.
I know there is so much wrong with what is going on, I just can’t think any other way to describe it; I think I’ve said all I can. All that I can think about now is so simple, as if I’ve lost all ability to write or think: I am sad.
Hours later, I’m finally willing to sleep. There’s something about drowning your thoughts in endless piles of made for TV movies and buckets of ice cream. These kinds of movies are cliché and hurt your head when you are feeling yourself, and you down ice cream even though you swore you’d stick to frozen yogurt. It’s a temporary fix, but it’s one that I just resorted to, and I’m glad for it. If I had the a chance to remove the memories, I think I might take it. Would that be right? Sometimes, even made for TV movies ask questions too big. My stomach hurts.
I liken it to the KKK.
It’s quick, it’s easy, it’s the law– fuck you.
Sex: Male Female (Note: Current law does not permit females to register)
Idiots.