The old grind

Back to the old grind. I'm bored... messing around in comment sections on slashfilm and chud for fun. I know it annoys the webmasters but they need to lighten up and get their head out of their asses imo. I come from a time when the internet was literally about as impactful and powerful as any other silly electronic device. Little did I know that some people live on the damn thing night and day. And when some douche bag teenager comes in hollering they take it as some kind of real life disturbance.

Me, I have nothing else. If I had a job, I'd be better off but I'm having a lot of trouble finding one. I could join the army but it'd be wise to join when the war is over. During BMT some of the guys down there were a little batshit because they'd been in the shit for real and likely expected to go their whole career never seeing gunfire. They knew I couldn't handle it. Especially having never gotten laid. That's huge I think to fuck before going into battle.

I played the good little boy. I stayed the hell away from girls as I'd been taught by my mother, and of course I'm a pussy for not becoming a Man over night and ripping a girl's panties off and thrusting my meat between her cheeks like she wants. Heh... I don't know. I guess it's because we're at war that we're so simple minded now and rush rush rush about life. It's a big decision to get married to a girl, man, and who are these military girls who want to go getting with guys who could die the next day? Wtf...

I just don't know what to do...