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Omens of War.


It is time to stop drowning in my demons of apathy and despair and pretending like someone else is going to help me make change of my current fucking situation and instead tackle the Bitch head on with all of her sycophantic accessories to the fucking crime...the more I learn the more ammunition i have to turn against her and destroy her credibility the way they have destroyed mine without a single ounce of fucking proof...Trust in other's is overrated... it's time to take care of myself and my cub... this is not done in any malice or need for revenge, he is my cub and it should be in the child's best interests not the mother's manipulation of facts that she can use against me... I wish i could be half as selfish but i'm not... If i have to destroy myself to make sure that child is OK, I will take you down with me... their is no other option but the option to fight, it's all I have ever known, and now because of your actions it's all that child is going to know... good job... you can't destroy me but you have done a good job of breaking me down and taking every dream away....

Current Mood: Determined.
You can't break my spirit, it's my dreams you take..

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