You point and shoot... pop pop... move on... fuck em they shouldn have been there... you move the fuck on... you do not stop and think about it... its not a big deal

When it comes down to it, though, the real decision is inevitable: If one of us has to be destroyed, lets make damn sure were the ones alive at the end. Our genes wont let us decide any other way. Nature cant evolve a species that hasnt a will to survive. Individuals might be bred to sacrifice themselves, but the race as a whole can never decide to cease to exist. So if we can well kill every last one of the buggers, and if they can theyll kill every last one of us
-Osron Scott Card Enders Game

NOSCE TE IPSUM MEMENTO MORI