I planned to make this a nightly habit, thinking I would quickly make my first (read: drunken) return thoughts not seem so random and weird to myself when looking back later. I guess this will clarify that one for me... well at least to some degree.
People. fuck, dude, two years and the first thing that I can think of to say is... people. I could go to a classic bullshitty phrase like the more things change... the blah, fucking, blah, but really who wants that
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It's in the word. They will buy you in, and they will sell you out. You're a commodity. And Go to Virginia. If you sign up so your name can be remembered, so you can be a hero, go see the tomb of the unkown SOLDier. See where your name ends up
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