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Six Years of Hell.

I may be on the side of the angels... But don't think for one second that I am one of them.

I have no love lost for this holiday. It only brings up anger and sadness. The only reason I note the passing if this holiday is because it's another holiday stolen from me, another day, another experience missed. That's what's been taken away. That's why with my dying breath I am in the this fight. For the long run if I have to.

There might not be and end, but there will be an ending.it pisses me off how much I have sacrificed and will continue to sacrifice for as long as I have to. It's a I nessacary evil but it's a constant pain in the fucking ass. I shouldn't have to fight and struggle as much as I have. But as long as I make him the only priority with no distractions, hopefully one day it will be worth it.

It just feels so hollow right now. I miss my kid, it should never have come to this... And the weight on my shoulders is doubled thanks to certain revelations last week. But then agian, so is my resolve.

Current Mood: Depressed, Angry

If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power, power over people, and they want to see you in fear. They want you to know you're going to die. So they'll talk. They'll gloat. They'll watch you squirm. They'll put off the moment of murder like another man will put off a good cigar. So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.

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