Hello, my name is Cpl, "deepr" Goad
And t am a Hanna trireme.
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people have become brollies and shuch a while 390 ml? sister asked me to watch the
but t I should add me 'tare mg they so ill had somnething to tail: about;
bacause If not for punks. I would not wtt I did-,,,
be hora anymore.
once a yuan ,rhen I can mama. in talk
and laugh. It has gin ma to
look forward to in this Butthole, It has mad:
this deployment more comforting.
one by on my '/ squad
started to otra Airith ma. then mid
august one of my buddies showed me
My Little, . The next time I called
home I told my little Sistar about it,,.,
Early November I had to all homo and say
I wouldn' t be coming home for Christmas,
hich put in a sad mood. since than I have been taking photos
then my tithe can piano: of 1: -mitt and ofthe Marte 6 Adam' ttg, tras and sanding
a tether of pure autumn d' icara: | ma up, turn home, My on so happy
about that. I have kept my tutors
favorite pony on me, above my heart
since then. Shes so proud....
soft, I i' t m* v. ‘gin sound "998. patrol I W.‘ on-, portait story short,
I "" for ' hlt exploded hearts., But a may bullet hit my out and mutt Ieat
as I said I one my LIFE to my Sister and stopped Ire ml? ' hpa, but a fragment
these confounded peonies.... and "35 stopped by
we walked away with a
and our have my kayo. an now I am on my mums k to h d
WI? home to shoe My mud: my LEE: sister 'aci', ledgend" lut/ s' r). , r In in
means to me and she is my super Hero.