It is a garden of Eden. The jungle holds both beauty and terror in its depths, most terrible of which is man. We have met the enemy and have learned nothing more about him. I have, however, learned some things about myself.
The stories about me. You want to know if they’re true, right? You know the funny thing about stories like that? Everyone always says they heard it from someone who was there. Then if you ask that person, they say they heard it from someone who was there, and so on. I bet if you went back 2,000 years, you’d find a bunch of centurions standing around talking about how Tertius lopped the heads off of some Carthaginian prisoners.
best friend: first kiss: asks you out: shares a foxhole with you: hides a bottle of VAT 69 in your footlocker: we all know who that is too shy to tell you they like you: gets wounded while saving you: misses you after the war: who you marry: