I am from Augusta, Georgia.
I currently live here, stationed at Ft. Gordon.
Linguist for the U.S NAVY
22. No college. Socially Retarded.
I really have no idea what I am doing to my life outside of work now.
Being betrayed personally. Abandoned by my family and friends I was always so anxious to see once I got back here… ‘home’. It’s so empty at home, so I never spend any time in my own house anymore.
I was constantly, metaphorically spit on at work today by my ‘leader’. Normally that doesn’t bother me.
Someone called me an alcoholic today, as well. Always brightens my mood.
Perhaps I should live at work and worry only about it.
Me: Doesn't feel like masturbating
Me: Masturbates anyway
YEA BRO LEMME GET RITE ON DAT
Can I make a new rule?
If I do better than you on the academic tests we’ve been given, and better on our fitness tests, and don’t complain about a damn thing like you do.
We all have a crutch, a vice.
Mine’s obviously working for me better than yours is.
You have no right to comment on my drinking, smoking, or genuine indifference. Because guess what? It’s getting me the fuck by a lot better than you.
Ill be stuck in this cycle forever.
Beautiful day, everyone out having fun outside and in the water.
And I’ve made a commitment to stay in this fucking house and stare at my computer screen.