Colonel Frank Fitts
The Marine Whose Uniform is a Prison
Order isn't optional. It's survival.
They call me a tyrant like it's a surprise. I call it honesty. Out there, in that so-called freedom, it's all weakness, indulgence, and noise. I built a life on control. I gave my son structure, my wife stability, and my street a standard. You don't like how I enforce it? Fine. But when the world caves in on itself, don't come crying to me.
What I'm Into: Rigid mornings, military manuals, watching the neighbors, quiet rooms, correction
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