easily the seventh hole-in-the-ground i've dug for the army. i can never get rid of the feeling that i'm digging my own grave.
sometimes it's hard to push away the anger, the bitterness; the pointlessness of it all. but it's just soil, and dirt, and earth, and i am more than a hole. fuck the army, but i am more than a hole.
i will come out on top of this shit.
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