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.....Till All Are Gone! V

When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.

There is a serious indicator of people in my life that need to take a fucking leap and get out of my life, this stupid toy selling crap is fucking done, i dislike waiting a fucking month on someone who owes me quite a bit of fucking money to dick around every week with some bullshit excuse about paying up for a unique item, especially when said unique item was one of the few things i was interested in keeping. starting to get really fed up with so called freinds, I can have an awesome day with family and be grateful for eveything i have and what i can appreicate then i get a fucking message online and ruins my entire fucking day, people seem to forget for good and bad this is currently my income and their are bills and responsibilities attached and i don't give away shit for free, it's even more annoying when this is a fucking pattern, just like the fucking thief in December. it's time to recover anything i fucking can and then be done with this, when something is making me miserable more constantly than i am ever seeing any happiness from it, it's time for the sake of my sanity to walk the fuck away. There is nothing more to gain from this shit....

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Music: Eminem, Legacy

Only people who're positive enough to have friends have enemies. When you're as glum and morose as he was, people just give up and go away.

There's ways you can trust an enemy you can't always trust a friend. An enemy's never going to betray your trust.

Friends never turn as enemies. If they did, they were never your friends at all.

It is a good man who stands up for his friends, but an honorable man who stands up for his enemies.

A doubtful friend is worse than a certain enemy. Let a man be one thing or the other, and we then know how to meet him.

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