Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... and my arm... even my fingers. The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you? I'm gonna make them give back our past.

makes me feel a little funky.

The stinkiest tumble weed obsessed husthem ever!

The fattest assed Husthem to ever have existed! UwU bb gorl!