ok trenchboy
Picking one of my lucky followers at random to help bury me alive
lay me violently in the cold dark earth
this mud shall hold my body down
I'll fall right into her
lay me violently in the cold dark earth
can't believe they made me nya...
fr. you should have taken the initiative and nya'd of your own accord. things to consider for the future if you're ever downrange of a firing squad again.
straight up nya-ing at them. and by "them", haha, well. Let's justr say. The firing squad.
Shell shock? What? Come on Corporal, get out of that daze. We have more pressing matters to get to. I have a very important question. Would you still love me if I were a worm?
Yes, sir. I would fill a mason jar with mud and carry you around in it at all times to make sure you were safe. (A shell goes off a few dozen yards away, throwing dirt and debris into the air. It lands with a series of soft patters in the ankle deep mud of the trench. I stare at the ground for an uncomfortably long time, watching the soil soak up the water and become mud. My thoughts are far far away. You wait expectantly. I finally look up.) Can I also be a worm?
© IWM (Q 69983) Poilu concealed in roots of a tree, reading a letter from France somewhere on the Eastern Front.
so excited for these three new emojis in particular
*smiling so so sweetly* noooooo
going to try and make a trench knife tonight. french nail here I come
humans love wet hole
slaying on the battlefield 💅
^_^ I didn’t say simon says *detonates the charges*
every time I try to type hole. it gets autocorrected to home
I take some solace from the fact that, no matter how bad my life gets, I'll never need to fight in World War 1.
crawling out of august covered in blood