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Dead Things.

I am Sick of waiting for my life to return back to normal and for things to be as they once were, the reality is that it is likely things will never return to the way they used to be and instead new experiences will be forged, my life should not be this way, it has been ten years since I walked away from all the bullshit inherent in that former relationship, and I should never have looked back, this is all games and mind games and chess pieces, there is nothing left but to have been destroyed, I feel nothing but anger and rage towards you and I wonder why that you would choose to destroy and innocent to gain advantage over me and me alone... but then I remember that karma is a bitch and it will end up hurting you as much as you have hurt me... and I do not weep over things that have died, you choose to destroy whatever emotion I had left over for you a long time ago, Now I fight against you, Not for you, not to continue this weary battle that I hate, But because their is one person that Is and will always means more than either one of us. This is coming slowly to an endgame.... I am patiently waiting.

Current Mood: Angry.
Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win.

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