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Ghosts Of War III

the patience level is NIL. I Have to get to a fucking point in my life where i start to break and kick down walls and change the world because no one is going to do it for me, I wish i could draw on the anger and resentment of the world that i had when was younger and the more i have to do without my child and the things i need Like A Job, for a normal fucking life the longer than anger and resentm,ent grows, How fucking sad is it that my life changed in one single night back in 2000, and the things that i did then for fun like busking I now have to do for fucking survival, even in university, i never had to busk to eat, I did it for fun, now i am doing it for my next fucking meal and a pack of cigarettes, I need to focus and clear my fucking name and make the Hell that has been created and get rid of it in my life, We are all reflective of our own choices, but i do Not deserve this, i shouldn't have to think everyday about my next move on the chess board because of how it will affect me financially or with the supports i currently have in place, There are things i could be doing like a job, but i am afraid to take them just in case it fucks up what is more important in my life,, I should not be fighting this battle, I should not be in this war, My battles should be long behind me, But as long as both of us still shall live, this will continue.

Current Mood: Angry.
The world only makes sense when you force it to.

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