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Dead Man's Chest.


...And the games continue to be played and the answer's are not forthcoming, all i see around me is a sea of red and hate and All i want to do is be done with it all, i can go back to Windsor and pretend the year is 2003 again, and just not give a fuck, this is the price i pay for being the person i always have been, It might have been better if i was a cold fuck and didn't give a shit.. I am slowly morphing back into that person, anger and hatred were always a driving force in my life and now it seems that Even with all my education and accomplishments i am no further ahead than i was 15 years ago... at least back then My life wasn't completely a mess, now i just sit around brooding angrily hating the world and patiently plotting revenge in a legal manner instead of doing what my heart really wants to do and abandon the cold logic and dole out the true consequences with my fists... but i have to be cold and unemotional, logic and the fact that i am the better person in the equation will be the true test of time, and she will fall, and she will show her true colors, this is only about one thing, and that's most important, and right now it feels like my heart has been torn out from me, but with every waking hour and every day that passes we only get closer to the inevitable victory.... and it's not a victory for me, but for him.... He needs his daddy in his life. Period.

Current Mood: Angrily determined.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.

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