TheTwighlight
Bluelighter
I will tell him. He is a fucking soldier, man. He's a juggalo, an ex-addict and dealer, etc. He quit so many hard drugs and joined the army, and his girl broke up with him when he left. Dude, he's so awesome, he's asleep on the couch behind me. He's still my little baby brother. He just volunteered to go to Iraq. He's 20. It scares the shit out of me, and I don't know what I'd do without him. He never would have joined the army had he not become a drug addict thanks to me. He hates the army and the government, and just wants the money, and to rank up. But I have to be realistic. This could be the last time I ever see him. I'm fucking drunk. I have corrected almost every word I've typed. I hate to see him leave. It hurts me so much.
I just keep drinking. I've had like something like 3 mouthfuls of vodka since last post. And some weed.
I just keep drinking. I've had like something like 3 mouthfuls of vodka since last post. And some weed.
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