Idc what you going through you don’t know real pain till your maining sub and you find a mcw on the ground and you pick up a teammates gun and it has this shit on it 😂 @PushingPawn
I’m straight but I’m drunk af and want a Dick in my mouth. Preferably LeBron James. He’s packing 100%. I want him to nut inside me and dominate me. Oh yes daddy LeBron cream pie me Zaddy my king
starting an 8s server for up and comers to get a chance to play w some top U18ers and build up some connections
if you’re an up and comer or an alr established U18er who’d like to hop in lmk
RTs appreciated to push
A message from a Marine who left the #Military last year:
“When people ask “so are you glad you’re out?” The answer is always “oh yeah, im happy to be home”, and then the occasional joke about how I’d never go back.
That’s just not true.
This year has been the hardest year of my life.
I love the corps. I love my brothers who I served with. Sweat with. Bled with. Cried with.
I miss it. I miss everything about it.
My fellow Vets know. The sudden sense of abandonment. No purpose. The fading feeling of belonging.
We all feel it. And it’s only talked about once we hear about a brother offing themselves over mental health issues. Those exact issues we feel every day when we wake up.
We packed out 100+ lbs of gear, hiked miles and miles through mountains, desert, cold, and rain. We’d stay awake for days patrolling, doing the same thing over and over again. Surviving on nicotine and Bev Pow.
How did we get through all of that but as soon as we leave we mentally break so easily?
We didn’t survive the Corps life because we HAD to. We didn’t make it through each day from cigarettes and energy drinks. We didn’t wake up every morning to do the same old stuff because it was fun.
We did it because we had eachother.
You may not have realized it before, I mean most of us didn’t. But as soon as you left I know it hit you like a freight train. It was just all gone. One day you’re waking up for a dreadful PT, and the next day you’re sitting on the edge of your bed back in your hometown numb to all emotions. Asking yourself “That’s it?… now what?”
Some Vets will read halfway through this and scoff, “just grow a pair and move on”
Ok, i’ll let you tell that to the next family that loses their son to suicide.
The Veteran community can be so toxic. The same guys who belittle the ones battling mental health issues will go repost “22 a day” and wear a stupid bracelet with somebodies name on it that they barely know. What happened to the brotherhood? Why did it end after we left?
This post isn’t to point any fingers. It isn’t to gain support by pitying Veterans.
I want to remind the Veteran community that we need to be there for eachother like we were in the Corps.
I am tired of seeing my brothers fall to their demons.
Ive been there, we’ve all been there, we know what it’s like.
So do something about it.
I’m here for you guys. I know y’all are here for me. That is what true brotherhood is about.
Our motto “Semper Fidelis” translates from latin, meaning Always faithful.
So practice what you preach.
Protect eachother, love on eachother, let your brothers know they aren’t alone.
You matter. I love you guys.”