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Military vs. Civilian Friends

  

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Tell you not to do something stupid when drunk

Military FRIENDS: Will post 360 security so you don't get caught

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.

Military FRIENDS: Call your parents Drunk as hell and tell them about the fat chick you tried to pick up!

 CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

Military FRIENDS: Will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...we fucked up...but hey, that shit was fun as fuck!"

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Cry with you.

Military FRIENDS: laugh at you and tell you to put some Vagasil on your pussy.

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

Military FRIENDS: Keep your stuff until they PCS.

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: know a few things about you.

Military FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.

Military FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd's ass that left you.

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.

Military FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!"

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.

Military FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say, "Bitch, you better drink the rest of that shit, you know we don't waste. That's alcohol abuse!!!"

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will say "I can't handle Tequila anymore".

Military FRIENDS: Will say "okay just one more" 2 minutes later "okay just one more".

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.

Military FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!!

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will tell you "They'd take a bullet for you."

Military FRIENDS: Will actually take a bullet for you.

 

CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Will try at all cost not to get hurt.

Military FRIENDS:  Will die to save someones life they have never met.

To Every Guy

To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait" To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful." To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her. To every guy that gives her flowers and a card when she is sick or down. To every guy who has given her flowers just because thats how he rolls. To every guy that said he would die for her. To every guy that really would. To every guy that did what she wanted to do. To every guy that cried in front of her. .... To every guy that she cried in front of... To every guy that holds hands with her. To every guy that kisses her with meaning. To every guy that hugs her when she's sad. To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all. To every guy who would give their jacket up for her. To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe. To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes..... To every guy that would give his seat up... To every guy that just wants to cuddle. To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what. To every guy who told his secrets to her. To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath. To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one. To every guy that believed in her dreams. To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them. To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams. To every guy that walked her to her car and opened the door. To every guy that gave his heart. To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her. Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore... And because of this, there are not many left out there... I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this cuz they care more about their image If you are a nice guy repost this with: "This is how every girl should be treated." If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way repost this with: "To Every Guy"

Blood

A nightmare before I wake All I see, hear, smell, feel and taste... is Blood I sit in a tub full of it...... it's all over the room It's dripping everywhere.... There are no doors, no windows, no way out It's running down the walls, coming up from the floor I scream and scream but no one hears me I can feel eyes watching me but no one is there It's up to my knees now and filling the room faster The smell is sweet and metallic It's so warm and comforting.... now up to my waist The blood keeps flowing, deeper now, my feet no longer touch the floor My thoughts turn to what this could mean as I now fight for what little bit of space is left to breathe in my last breath My last thought, as I drown......... I do not know for I woke up at that point

Cold Blanket

I lay my weary head down in the cold snow covering the ground. Snow falls all around me, covering everything in it's pure cold brilliance. Body so numb, but I can still feel. Death covers me like a cold blanket but the feeling never stops.

The Maze

Through a fog I walk. In the distance, the sound of a whip cracking and faint moans. Behind me, I hear manacles clicking shut and muffled screams. I start to run from the sounds in back of me, hand on the wall to my right. As, I slow to catch my breath, I find an opening. After catching my breath, I go through it. With my hand on the wall, I move down another path. Within a few feet, the wall disappears and I feel metal bars. Hands start to grab at my boots, legs, skirt, arms and collar, trying to clutch at me to pull me towards those bars. With a small scream, I break into a frightened sprint and feel fingertips brushing against me as I pass. Soon, I no longer feel them and slow, again to catch my breath. Cautiously, I reach out with both hands, trying to find some kind of solid, vertical surface, again. The fog seems denser here or could it be from all the running that it appears to be? I can feel walls on both sides. With my hands on them, I move on. I jump as I hear that whip crack, for it is louder now and it's followed by a small scream of pain?? I've come to 2 openings. I go to the left this time. With my fingertips on the wall, I creep down the path. The sound of the whip has stopped and in the distance I hear chains rattling and squealing. I hear footsteps coming from somewhere, but where? My fingertips brush against chains that are hanging, some long and endless, others ending in manacles and collars. The footsteps are very close now. Fog is thinning a little. Sensing that I made a wrong turn, I back up towards the way I came. The footsteps have stopped. I can smell leather, sweat and skin that I once touched and tasted.I'm thinking that it's a trick and keep inching backwards. Before I can take another step, hands grab me and pull me back. I try to break free but they hold on. Arms I once had wrapped around me, clutching me to his chest. I stop my struggling, when I realize who is holding me thus. The fog thins more and I can see the arms wrapped around me. I know now that I am safe, for I dream of you so often, but seldom remember. With a small smile, I lean back into his chest with a contented sigh. In a voice no louder than a breath, he says in my ear, "No escape, my Angel. But I'll give you a sporting chance. Run." Ever obedient, I reply, "Yes, Master" and the chase begins.
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