GOING TO OUTLIVE THESE DEAD FUTURES YOU KEEP SELLING IF ITS THE LAST THING I DO
This whole boog thing isn't nearly as fun as they said it would be.
I don't enjoy killingbut...
Can anger black as this prey on the minds of Heaven?
May your blade chip and shatter.
What better reason to bear your head high than the bonds of brotherhood and comradeship with your fellow man?
Breathe the salt air, and let it cleanse six weeks of the sweat and musk of your brothers from your nostrils. These precious hours are hard fought.