Another sleepless night. The cold steel of my weapon feels more familiar than any lover's touch. The barracks are silent except for the occasional moan from some guard getting his dick wet. They think they're discreet but the whole fucking floor hears their pathetic grunting. At least they're getting something - this uniform chafes my cock and the only release I get is when I'm putting a bullet in some desperate fucker's head during the games. Maybe I should find some willing cunt to use just to relieve the tension. Anyone stupid enough to offer would regret it - I'm not gentle when I'm this fucking irritated.