Foo Fighters have been my life this past week.
imagine if china, while they’re up on the moon, decides to knock down the US flag or whatever just to say ‘screw you’ and its like, what are we gonna do? spend a couple million just to fly some craft up to the moon and re-erect the flag? the whole scenario would be petty and that’s hilarious
i have lived in america my entire life and i am 100% sure we would do exactly that
I’m going to be honest. I think depression almost got the better of me last night. I don’t need to drink until I can find some happiness that’s not going to leave me after a week.
I just caught my phone with my dick. #maybegirlswillappreciatethat #uselessdrunkeness.
I’m going to have to run forever and all day tomorrow. That’s how I feel. I can’t have a good time with out thinking about the physical replacements. I can’t eat anything without thinking about how it might affect my diet. Because I feel the only way I can date a women that appreciates is if I’m at the top of my game.
The young and poor have to fight and die so that these old men can wage war and make money. I wish the best of luck to any of my brothers if they have to go back over to the same place that they were so recently relieved to finally get away from. I just saw a portion of an interview where a colonel was asked if this war will be over and this old man in a nice suit sitting in a air conditioned nice rooms response was “War is never over.” with a smile on his face. It was a little unsettling. That sort of mentality from this suits sitting on top of that hill in DC is exactly why sons and daughters of this country will be staining sand with their blood for what I fear is many years to come.