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Fuck Fate...

I am the master and Ruler of my Destiny, I have never let anyone but me choose my path for me.. I am not about to allow that to change now.. I can sink into a deep depression and sulk about the reality of my world or I can use it and the anger attached as fuel, Rage and Anger aren't always negatives they can be used for positives... So days I think without my anger I would not survive.. being angry helps me survive..I have always been agianst the world in most of the the ways i have accomplsuhed things.... I have always been held down.. and that has not stopped me.. I know the odds... I challenge them... I defeat them....Without that hunger at the bottom of my soul, without the anger and rage that drives me I would be hollow shell... made even hollow with the events of the last two years... I cannot belive it has been that long... Honestly without my anger to drive me... I don't know How i would survive when all I see and Belive at this moment in the world is wrong. This is not the station I expected to be at in this point of my life.. but as fucking always i choose to question it... Any way I can.

Current Mood: Angry, Depressed.
Current Mood: Murder, Within Temptation
He that is born to be hanged shall never be drowned.

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