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Dead Horse....

To a vampire, there is only selfishness.

Everyone wants a piece of you. The trick is what piece to give.

It's clear the partnership is done and that all that is left is to burn the ashes and recoup my losses and my Costs as I have been doing for the greater part of the last year... pretty fucking sad actually, i spent a lot of fucking time and effort on making this stupid fucking toy thing a success for both of us, but of course as usual, like most things in my life, after two years or so I hit either a brick wall or just get fed up with the whole situation, In this case actually it's fucking both. It was a necessary evil a year ago, maybe 2... but it's no longer necessarily needed now and if it is becoming an albatross around my neck, it's time for it to be gone. I'll tell you this, in the next ten days there are going to be a few major life changes, and all of this plastic crap, Most of it is no longer going to be part of my life, I have other priorities and they don't include being a storage locker or warehouse keeper and doing all the fucking work for a man child who has been barely existent in three months. i should be working and getting a decent wage tomorrow and I am not and it's not the first time it's happened, and i have my doubts about the first as well. when it's clear I'm being used on someone Else's timetable... time to walk away.. for good... in this life it's only yourself you should look after... I am the one that has suffered and loses out with this shit, walk away time.... for good, period.

Current Mood: Annoyed.
Current Music: Nothing's Free, Alice Cooper

A mean person is one who would mean nothing with his words or even deed for his life is solely driven with a single motive to fulfill always his own greed.

It's way too easy to see the real face of a person. They're amiable and full of pretense when they want something from you, but the minute you don't give in, back away or put yourself first (like they do) is the minute they show you who they really are.


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