I don’t regret a damn thing I’ve done with my life. Not the battles I’ve fought, not the war I fought for all the right reasons. Not the freinds I’ve lost along the way. Not everyone is strong enough for this ride. I have good people in my life and I am living for my adventures. I don’t look back and I just wish the one person that should be by side at baseball games and meeting sports Hero’s and other interesting things like concerts in other provinces was by mine and my inner circles side. That’s a wound that has been taken away. And it sucks. But it happened. Those years are never coming back. But one day maybe we can have them again on our own terms and not dictated by a third party who only has her own selfish interests at play. Oops what was that, is it possibly time for me to look into my own selfish interests? I love you Son, I always will but the truth is the estrangement isn’t going to change anytime soon until you’re told the truth. But one day all these adventures will be w
The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies. I hate you more days than others. This particular day is one of them. There may be forgiveness. Sometimes when I’m nostalgic I even pretend that it’s not loneliness and futility and I think that I actually love you. The reality is that is a fucking myth. You destroyed all our lives. Mostly mine. But you inflicted wounds on yourself and him because of your selfishness. One day, the man will fucking come around and the answers will be provided. Till then we wait… I didn’t have to forgive you, It was even harder to Fuckin forgive myself. But I did it so I could move on without hate and anger. What drove me for far to fucking long. I made peace with myself and you because it was eating me alive hating you. I needed to do it for my own mental peace. But whatever your mind game is staying in orbit of my life and offering forbidden fruit and illusions and false prom