well i just learned that my little brother died in a fiery helicopter crash in Chechnya. He was the last one of my family alive today and now that he is dead i feel alone in this world. Now i sit here with a hand grenade with a box of grenades by my my feet ready to pull the pin let it go and blow this place up and join my family. If i live or die it don't matter right now. They want me to go home and take a week off for my self but i have to say no,this depot is all i have left in the world.
- Mood:
Miserable - Listening to: VTO - KOSOVO JE SRBIJA
- Reading: field manuals
- Watching: nothing
- Playing: with a grenade
- Eating: food
- Drinking: vodka two bottles now