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Dyer's Eve.


I have started feeling that I like angry and determined Bones more than i like being happy, it seems like the only I am truly happy is when I am with my son or with the boys at work on a good day. any other time it's just an alcoholic haze to dull the pain of emotions inside, i'm trying to burn out before i fade away, but it's time to put all that way, If i am going to accomplish what i need to do in this life I need to be clear and have clarity of mind, my anger has always been my greatest determination and my determination has always been my greatest weapon.. it's time to go back to that mentality... One mindedness without distraction. I am sick of the way things are done, I am sick that a restraint is the only acceptable option when someone is being disruptive, i'm sick of the fact that these kids don't have shit in the way of property, I'm sick of the fact that the only supposed option when a child decides to throw a weak punch is to call a police officer, what is that going to teach? Fear? Fear of society? Fear of Me? Fear of the System? I'm sick of the fact i have allowed to blind myself so i can ignore things around me.... yes i need to fucking Move on, but i think before I do that it's time to start fucking speaking up not just for my own sanity and self preservation but so that things change, I cannot play Atlas bearing all this shit on my shoulder's for the rest of my life, it may be my cross to bear but i don't think I can do it... Silently anymore.

Current Mood: Hostile.
Current Music: Godsmack, I Stand Alone. "Themesong for my Third year of College."

Always Censoring Their Every Move
Children Are Seen But Are Not Heard
Tear out Everything Inspired

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