![]() ![]() Compared to how I felt two months ago, still like crap. RubyMars: Compared to how I was feeling three weeks ago, a thousand times better. ![]() I’ll write you again when I find my balls. RubyMars: There are tears coming out of my eyes.ĪHall80: Bye. I won’t judge.ĪHall80: I don’t know when the last time I laughed so hard was.ĪHall80: Everyone is looking at me wondering wtf happened.ĪHall80: You’re never hearing from me again RubyMars: I mean… you can tell me if your butt hurts too, I guess. ![]() RubyMars: But you don’t want to talk about it.ĪHall80: You’re not the only one who couldn’t breathe or type. We don’t have to talk about it.ĪHall80: It’s not that I don’t want to talk about it… RubyMars: Does that mean you’re dead set on not re-enlisting? RubyMars: What I didn’t finish saying was that he said that, but he’s gone to Cancun twice with his boyfriend, LOL.ĪHall80: It’s different. RubyMars: My brother said once that his goal is to never see sand in his life again. RubyMars: No sand? I thought you were planning on going to the beach?ĪHall80: The beach is different. I can already taste it.ĪHall80: A hot shower… a real bed… AC everywhere…ĪHall80: Clean clothes. The longest 8 weeks of my life.ĪHall80: I want a shitty, greasy, deep dish pizza like you can’t imagine. ![]() “RubyMars: Have you heard anything else about when you’re leaving for good?ĪHall80: Not yet, but everything seems to be on schedule. ![]()
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