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The Shortest Straw IV

Beware the dark pool at the bottom of our hearts. In its icy, black depths dwell strange and twisted creatures it is best not to disturb.

A monster is a person who has stopped pretending.


Some fucking people in this world have No idea what im fucking dealing with, and all the darkness and anger, to throw my own fucking words and quotes into my face because i won't go in blindly to deal with your fucking bullshit that you're responsible for? it's not about me, why should I give a fuck when I'm dealing with the only true battle of my life, I'm sick of being the fucking martyr when i try to fucking help people... I distanced myself from this shit a month ago... get the fucking point that I have bigger concerns and while at one point I was willing to help, the one person on this burning mud sack of a planet other than me i truly give a shit about other than myself is my son, and that takes priority always. Anyone else, Stay the Fuck out of my way.. I can't save myself, why the fuck would i try to save you, especially when i know a fucking person is wrong and playing games... i have enough of that shit in my personal life from my fucking ex-partner, why the fuck would anyone think that I would deal with it from them, I am one thing and one thing only in this world, my own person, Independent, I don't just do things because other people wish me to do them, I question fucking everything, why do you think that living in a house that has ties to my fucking childhood I wouldn't question your motives, Newsflash, my childhood and old acquaintances aren't something I always want to fucking revisit? I don't trust, like or answer to anyone in my life, that's never fucking changed... I'm not about to.. I Question everything. and the maturity level was showing when someone who only needed me for her own selfish needs decided she didn't.. because i took a stand, not neither or against, but why should i be dragged into someone Else's bullshit..?? I have enough of my own.

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Music: Disposable Hero's, Metallica

We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves

...we fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves..

Some monsters disguise themselves so well you don’t realize that they’re monsters until it’s too late. You check all of the usual places: under the bed, in the closet, behind the shower curtain, around that suspicious, dark corner of your room. No, some monsters don’t look like monsters at all. But they are, have been, and always will be there.

Sometimes, the only way to solve your problems in life, the only way to conquer your fears, is if you face them. If you face your problems, they just flee. But if you flee instead, run away from them, they only get bigger, and they can totally destroy you

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