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Mind Games II

It's coming from all sides and I am sick of fighting battles, this weekend ends a lot of this bullshit and I will be walking away, But it is a neccasry evil and I need to see this thru to the end even tho everyone seems to think i was better off when i was playing guitar and starving on street corners, newsflash, i still do that a lot more than i want to.. I have an evil vindictive ex girlfreind who has destroyed my Career which is my way of providing for myself, my life and relationship with my child... and that is being remedy'd very soon, but until that happens i can't look past the fact I need to have an income to provide for myself and the legal bills. this is only about the battle i have to fight, I am going to try to get my life back in order this weekend but i am being pulled very thin by all the nonsense in my life, It's time to walk away from the toy bullshit and just take whats mine after this weekend, but the biggest payout of the year, the one thing i have worked towards all year? yeah, this is where it ends... not before.. the sad part is.. i had the idiot come to me today and settle old debts with the intention of cutting me out of the big show... and i have lost too many things and had way too much irrating bullshit in my life to walk away without this big payoff... it is time to walk away, but On My Terms and only On my Terms.. same as the fight i have to see to the finish things don't go away just because other's want them to.. they go away because they need to.. and when i am done fighting both battles we will be done.. not before. all of this good and bad has only one logical conclusion, Only one reason for doing so, and It doesn't matter if I'm miserable, it only matters at the end of the day that I Finish the fight...

Current Mood: Angry, Depressed, Torn and Divided.
Current Music: Eminem, Headlights

We are the choices we make. And have to make. We aren't anything else.


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