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The Question?

This is a war zone, and I progress with strategy. I have to be at least five moves ahead of my enemies, with five contingency plans, and five backup plans for those contingencies at all time. I appreciate that we may have similar goals, but we're not alike.

Today there are going to be some questions asked, some serious answers are going to be demanded and I'm not going to say thank you sir for this wonderful spoonful of shit that you are feeding me. I know when it's time to ask question and get aggressive in the right way, in the defensive way, it's time for war and the war has been put on hold... I need answers as to the how, why and what the fuck reason this is happening. I don't back down and I do smell a fucking rat. I'm done waiting and expecting things to change, if I burn a few fucking bridges so fucking what, I have more than enough gasoline, I know some people haven't been in the fucking level and five years in, if I think you are lying to me, taking advantage or playing fucking games, I'll broom you, if I think that you are disadvantageous to my ultimate goal of getting my son back, you will be removed from my life, I don't care who the fuck you think you are, I'm sick if waiting, I shouldn't be waiting. I will not turn forty waiting for an absolution to this fucking ordeal. It's time for this game to end. Of late I have been in a much darker place than usual and I am reverting to familiar behaviours, I'm also waxing nostalgic for the old days when I did for me and only for me, maybe it's time to go back to that, I'm constantly on edge, constantly aggressive and I feel like a caged animal just waiting to be let out. I need answers and I fucking need them today.

Current Mood: Waiting.

I think that most people would rather face the light of a real enemy than the darkness of their imagined fears

...you don’t have to be Sun freakin Tzu to know that real fighting isn’t about killing or even hurting the other guy, it’s about scaring her enough to call it a day.

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