I was looking at another person's blog yesterday, and I was astounded by how professional it was. It was the real deal, the bee's fucking knees.
Blogs don't exist anymore
Enraptured souls, I think that's what they called it. Ten years ago, when I was still learning what it meant to believe in something so much that you'd die for it. To believe in something so fervently that you'd kill for it too.
Found:
A Note From My Past
I received a letter from one of my buddies who's in Basic Combat Training right now.
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