kinda looks like a lumberjack

[knownunsoldier]

so much has happend since my last post. feels like a year ago... just a few weeks. the people are more itense they all want my time and i feel like i basically cant give it too them. i know it just from the people i love but i feel insecure about the choices we make and the lies we tell despite being eachothers friends and partners in crime...

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[anonymous]

death in its purest and saddest form is a baby being born with a brain tumor, or a bomb dropping on your house. Seeing little kids run through the street with flesh hanging from their bones. People take drugs so that they don't have to feel or even look at REAL saddness. He is in a better place.