Dear lord, I hate Bush so much it's unreal.
This shit with us bombing people in Somalia is just another kick in the face. The bombings are good, they make sense, it's a smart move, don't get me wrong, but the fact that we don't do it until Ethiopia goes in there (against our fucking warnings) and does what we refused to do before, is fucking bullshit! Fucking commit, or don't, just stop playing these god damn games that cause more problems then they fix.
Or don't, but fuck, I lost MORE friends in Iraq recently, and it's driving me crazy! How many more of my friends need die for this bullshit war before it'll be done with? I don't even want to count how many people I'll never see again because of this fucking asinine, bullshit war.
You know what hurts the worst? The fact that my 10 year high school reunion is going to be in tribute to the guys that aren't there because they died in Iraq. And the fact that, come this summer, I'll be losing sleep nights wondering if my best friend in the world is going to make it back to the States sitting in an airplane seat, or in a fucking body bag. Every time he deploys, the first thing I do in the mornings is check the fucking AP wire to see if he died that day or not.
This shit with us bombing people in Somalia is just another kick in the face. The bombings are good, they make sense, it's a smart move, don't get me wrong, but the fact that we don't do it until Ethiopia goes in there (against our fucking warnings) and does what we refused to do before, is fucking bullshit! Fucking commit, or don't, just stop playing these god damn games that cause more problems then they fix.
Or don't, but fuck, I lost MORE friends in Iraq recently, and it's driving me crazy! How many more of my friends need die for this bullshit war before it'll be done with? I don't even want to count how many people I'll never see again because of this fucking asinine, bullshit war.
You know what hurts the worst? The fact that my 10 year high school reunion is going to be in tribute to the guys that aren't there because they died in Iraq. And the fact that, come this summer, I'll be losing sleep nights wondering if my best friend in the world is going to make it back to the States sitting in an airplane seat, or in a fucking body bag. Every time he deploys, the first thing I do in the mornings is check the fucking AP wire to see if he died that day or not.