read down: there are days we find ourselfs broken, either mentaly, in spirit, or physicly, occasionaly all 3. on these days we typicly say screw it, but we are always 3 days from the best day of our months of sorrow. and on that day remember we are all the same. the world wants to divide us into parts and pieces, but if not for the blindness of ourself, we would eat dinner with all of our enemies with no problems what so ever and never at all would a person die over a simple game of baseball we didnt like

flesh is naturaly weak... it rots stinks and gives all kinds of ills

pain is naturaly good... it is weakness being taken out of the flesh by who is training you...

even the drill instructer /sgt who is only mean because he cares and has seen what you are not gonna be able to see maybe till its too late...like if you know SHARE IF YA ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ NEED... i should never have to stand inactive to prove anything... if that is so you working would say oops without mention with no question....

i will keep shooting while reloadingbecause i will survive.... such you will be dumb so hard to be safe... why you cant find hero is because he is face down.... if i love ya i will prank that way to clue in who i know i am that you need and make you want it thru makeing you hate me to see him scary... LIKE IF YOU KNOW..... i am not gonna do anything ... im just gonna get my men together and train them let stupid... be smart hide your "face"

in order to know how to be better then we were when that day happens we no matter what outfit we are in under any flag we can all expect to shake hands at the end of all days because... WE WERE NEVER ENEMIES AMONGST OURSELFS, WE WERE PAWNS UNDER FORCES WE CANNOT SEE, and the smallest SACRIFICE, nomatter how small, could be a world of change to a whole world

this is visable to everyone,only a few see it with their eyes and belive they can do it... even tho all can do it!!

i am i person who has always been a kid at heart, and have no friends my age all of them are younger or older by 3 to 8 years in either direction. the world has stripped me of the ones i called comrades and forces me to fight alone some call me insane others call me mental

In the perch of a mountain in the thicket of the jungle and in the weeds in the desert i lurk in their shadows hunting those that would plunge our planet into uncontroled terror for i am what im created to be

i have been told by people to: quit, die, grow up/(be a man),and alot more that i just cant remember. i have told them what im telling u reading this "i will live to die so i can die to truely live, i have beaten u to this race of life and i hold the crown 1st

least favorite game type: flying/multiplayer. favorite game stim music: metal or nightcore. i love coop and tbs and tactical shooters and rpgs or mix of the above. as the SAS say "who dares wins". this kid dares!!! as i say "no one heres left!"
my team captain in the middle of a airsoft training drill had his gun jam and i knifed him ran right at him too and his was loaded mine was not