Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... and my arm... even my fingers. The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you? I'm gonna make them give back our past.

gg Jason

mason.exe ay man its been awhile i try to remember people when they come by , sup

Hey man, remember me?

:)