Ladies, gentlemen, non-binary and all between and beyond, it has come to my attention that someone didn’t like that I said nice cock to them, even though it’s a compliment, and reported to the fa staff. My comment was removed and I don’t know who reported it. If you don’t like that I have said nice cock to, please tell me and I am more than happy to apologise and do anything to make you feel better. I say nice cock as a reference to a meme and to make others feel happy about themselves. If I have offended you with my comment I apologise. I hope you all have a fantastic day and remember, nice cock.

These are the memes:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXglHzoG_Zs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZznTS5Gx-3Q

Nice cock.

Right after Year 10, Max Goose applied to enter the Australian Defence Force Academy, later working in Combat & Security. He joined an infantry regiment that incorporated dirt bikes and all-terrain vehicles in their reconnaissance operations. Goose excelled in land navigation and became the two-wheeler expert in raids, scouting, and convoy operations.

Following Operation Catalyst, he was handpicked to join the Special Air Service Regiment (SASR), so long as he passed selection and refrained from talking back. His specialized off-road skillsets and quick thinking were highly prized, even though his driving style appeared reckless. He deployed to Operation Slipper and served until the operation's conclusion. He later received the National Emergency Medal for saving firefighters during the Esperance bushfires.

Goose is a calculated daredevil who loves testing upcoming military stealth bikes, but he says there's no bigger honor than being asked to join Rainbow Six.

War, anger, hate.

It is so common these days, people will resort to violence to solve their problems, its unfortunate, but it's the world we live in. If you have a problem with me, or an issue or dispute that you would like to solve or settle, message me yourself rather than send your messenger to solve it for you. I don't deal will messengers who make threats and insult me in an attempt to get what they came to achieve. I respect them for wanting to help their friend and being a good person, but I don't respect them for insulting me, we have a name for people who do that, we call them white knights. If you read this and you know who you are, contact me and we can resolve the matter like civilised people.

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"Keep it clean Boston! Dispose of all rubbish in the waste receptacles provided."

I'm a random person that pretty much nobody knows. Hecc.

I loved someone. I loved them so much I was willing to give them anything, absolutely anything in the world! I thought they were the one, but I messed up. I kept getting angry, getting jealous they loved someone else. I wanted them all to myself, to love them and be their special person. I would have been there for them everyday to make them feel good, make them happy when they're sad. I was going to be the one there to pick them up when they fell. But unfortunately, it wasn't enough.

They didn't understand love, they couldn't feel love, they had restricted emotions. I didn't care, I ignored this thinking I could somehow make them love. That was my choice, I take full responsibility for it, but trying to force someone to love won't work. I wasn't a good person to them. I tried making them do things because it made me happy and it was what anyone in any sort of relationship would do.

I asked them to do one small thing which would have meant the world to me, all I wanted was to be that special one to take their virginity. But in the end they fell for greed and decided to give it away to someone else because they offered them money. I couldn't take it, I'd told them this so many times and then they went and stabbed me in the back..... It hurts, I feel the searing hot knife plunge into my heart, it burns. I've felt this pain oh so many times before, and I'm not going to try loving someone who turns their back on me like this.

They said I was special, unique, that I made them feel a way nobody else did. I'm not sure if I should believe it or if it was all lies. Maybe it was true at the time but I don't feel those words to have any meaning anymore. Now they can't feel love, so they don't understand the value of virginity, but they didn't listen to how much it meant to me. As soon as I found out I couldn't stand it anymore. I couldn't love someone who would promise me something and then give it to someone else, like a father promising his son a car and instead buying the car for his friend.

It.... It hurts.... The pain is unbearable. I wish I'd seen it earlier, realised what this would lead to and turned back when I still could but I didn't. As always I pushed aside the truth be arrogant and chose to keep trying. I wish I could have done something, changed it somehow, but its no use. What's done is done, and once again my heart has been split in two. Every atom that makes up my beating hard, split. It feels like a small fission bomb split it in two. I though... I hoped.... I wished I'd never feel this pain again but I did. I've lost someone today who I loved dear, someone I cared for, someone I wanted to call my own. Instead, now, I'm hurt.

I can feel it all wash over me. The heat. The force. The radiation...the fear. It's the end of the world - all over again.

I've lost Shaun - all over again.

I close my eyes, I see my life before all of this. Before the bombs. Everything can change in an instant, and the future you plan for yourself shifts - whether or not you're ready. At some point, it happens to all of us.

This, wasn't the world I wanted; but it was the one I found myself in. The Commonwealth, my home. Ripped apart, and put back together.

I thought I...I hoped I could find my family. Cheat time. Make us whole again. The way we were.

But now, I know. I know I can't go back. I know the world has changed. The road ahead will be hard. This time, I'm ready. Because I know, war...war never changes.

I never claimed to be sane.

-Desmond Doss

With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it don't seem like such a bad thing to me to want to put a little bit of it back together.

-Desmond Doss

"Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the Earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not be faint."

-Desmond Doss