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Amityville...


The patience level is low and I am still considering giving notice, I need to make plans to protect myself and my own... I know this that I am no else's father, and No one else's friend... nothing like going out with family for dinner and having to deal with fucking bullshit from home, and then the same fucking toolbox keeps me up till fucking 6 am with their bullshit, I know that it would be very fucking easy to walk away right now.. it seems like there have only been a few places in my life where i have found true peace, one is Windsor, one is watching my doggies at moms or the brother in laws.... and the third is up at Ottawa and Fennel, fuck i miss my old apartment so fucking much... both of the two i have spent over a year at.. it's too bad that things go the way that they do, it would be so fucking easy to just walk away and become a ghost... I am sick of having responsibilities to others, I don't have any obligation to have them, and no fucking need... I have one responsibility in this life One. That's it. anything else I can and will walk away from for my own sanity and to protect those that I care about, Hamilton and me are not long in the tooth for each other. Dundas even less.. 6 months I've been here, and it's seems like every fucking day i find new reasons to be fucking miserable. I have enough things in my life that are worth fighting for, I'm not about to take a fucking stand on the things that are not.

Current Mood: Annoyed.
Current Music: Amityville, Eminem
It's true some things were not meant to be & we should let them go... but some things are worth fighting for & we shouldn't give up until we've tried all we can.

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