I am writing this here because well, less people will see it.

Anyway.

Matt, I am sorry, I don't have the heart to tell you in person... and I don't have the ability to tell my parents... especially my little brother.

I am deploying before September.

That is all.

I can't sleep, I can't ever sleep.

I will pretend I don't look at live journal anymore so you can have your privacy while posting.

I know a lot about death... there are only two kinds though, the kind where you die with self pity, and the kind where you don't.

I have already made my decision.

I want to be a hero, but it is too bad i cannot save myself. I wish I could save you though. I wish I could be there to help you. Please, don't think of me as sentimental, but this is one of the only times I will have the chance to say this, and chances are, you won't read it anyway. I know you think of me as a pretty horrible person. I know ( Read more... )

Her: But david, I only like your hands.

And as Conner says, put it in your mouth, there is no backing out. haha

We ruined that CD.

After you die...
Purgatory

After death, you will exist in purgatory. It's so-so, I heard.


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Ho-myah-gawd?

I really don't understand it either.

People confuse the hell out of me.... damn cuteness.

A poem did fill this post... but I lost faith in myself and decided to drink instead... goodnight.

As we layed there, on the side of the road... we started talking about how we used to immagine this sort of thing... how she would pretend that we wrecked, joking. We started talking about how she would pretend that we flipped our little jeep. They were good times too remember, being younger. They were good final thoughts. Every word he said ( Read more... )