And I just wanna do anything, anything at all, give anything to change it. I can't say I often want things so bad that I'd drop anything to have them.
I'm logical, but ultimately heartbroken. I'm practical, but scared with every inch of me that I may not see his face every again. I understand, but I'm sick of the military's blatant disregard for families/loved ones. Not home for Christmas and now this? Fuck you. Fuck you.
That's all I feel I know how to say right now.
fuck this stupid fucking war and fuck you.
fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you.
I fucking hate crying.
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2 comments:
I agree with you fuck the war and fuck the military.
dont worry you will get to see him even though you dont get to go in two weeks you will still get to see him before he leaves.
if there is anything i can do for you just let me know...
i am working on a package for you right now..
love ya and miss you...
i agree too.
fuck war.
fuck bush.
and fuck the people who fuck shit up for the military.
i'm sorry, babe.
i'm here for you.
and when you do get to see him....
you know.
"perrie, get busy!"
:) haha. you know what i mean.
and i know you smiled.
come on, if you didnt then....
you do now.
miss and love you....
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