Bradley Howitzer

To be honest I really don’t know why I still have this, but then I remember why I do. the only thing where I like to vent to this thing. so here we go yo, I remember when I talked to my friends everyday and I said I’d never lose contact with them but hey shit changes right. Now I can’t even contact any of them. and its not that I don’t try its that they just don’t reply. and before everyone goes “cause they are busy” its not really that cause they do talk to eachother but oh well eh. It just makes me think if I’m truly losing them or is this just some fucked up speed bump in my life. It does suck because I’m a social person if I know the person and it took my whole school carreer to build up the few friends I have. And if you’re like me its really hard to make friends so it really does suck. But thats all I really have to say, so have a nice day.

So fucking sick of human beings.

(Source: disenchanted49, via colden)

:)

Some Say Freedom is Free
Well I tend to Disagree
Some say freedom is won
Through the Barrel of a Gun

My Daddy Faught in Vietnam
Went to War with the Viet Cong
My Grand dad faught in World War two
And Gave is Life for Me and You

So tell me Why, why O Why..
Do I keep Fightin On
So tell me why why o why
Do we Keep Marchin On

It was a Dark and Dismal Day
Two Planes Crashed into the World Trade
Was a Dark and Dismal Day
Two plances crashed into thw world trade

Tell me why, why o why
Did those people have to die
Tell me why, why o why
Did those families have to cry?

Was just after dawn
A plane flew into the pentagon
Was just after dawn
A plane flew into the pentagon

Tell me why, why o why
Did those soldiers have to die
Tell me why why o why
Do these tears fill my eyes.

Some say freedom is free
Well I tend to disagree
Some say freedom is won
Through the barrel of a gun
So I keep fightin on…

101st airborne division band of brothers gory gory

He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright.
He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight.
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar.
You ain’t gonna jump no more.


Chorus:
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

“Is everybody happy?” cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero feebly answered, “Yes”, and then they stood him up.
He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock.
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop.
The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome.
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones.
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.
He thought about the girl back home, the one he left behind.
He thought about the medicos and wondered what they’d find.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild.
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled.
For it had been a week or more since last a ‘chute had failed.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

He hit the ground, the sound was “Splat,” his blood went spurting high.
His comrades they were heard to say, “A helluva way to die.”
He lay there rolling ‘round in the welter of his gore.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the ‘chute.
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit.
He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

:) Turkey Day!

well ladies and gents, it’s time go get the weaponry and lets get full of food!