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No More.

 The world is filled with heroes and wannabes, so let me just play the villain.

You destroyed me, and hearing in you're voice that you have doubts about that fact.  The fact that it's basically confirmed that someone has hurt him and you blamed me and destroyed me and my family just to further you're fucking agenda to tear me out of his fucking life... That's fucking  unforgivable bitch.  When and I I find out who you are hiding in your back pages... It'll be dealt with, the scary fucking part it's probaly someone you didn't even about except for the point that at that point you were fucking him....

That's the part that keeps me awake me.at night... I have no answers.. only questions and when I find out that you have ruined me to protect you're own interests over my son.... You're fucking agenda... I spent 4 fucking months in a box because I wanted to protect you.. I've lost everything that defined me to protect our son. But none of that matters because it was all about you and you're selfishness... Look at you're life now how was it worth it?  That's what I reflect on every night I cannot fucking sleep. I am done with you. There is an absence of emotion now. I have the answers to the questions... Not what I expected but what I always fucking suspected... It shouldn't haunt me as much as it does.. but I'm not secure in the knowledge that I'm innocent.. I'm haunted by the fact that I think someone else hurt him and you covered it up to destroy me... I should have been there beside you to protect my son, but you are such a fucking cancer that that would never be possible...

I hate that you're hate for me will always be more important to you than the one thing in the world that the two of us have created..and I regret that... And when I get the chance I will give him all the evidence and the choices to make his own decision.

Something you have never given him.


I think villains are not those who are blinded by their judgment and believe the acts of cruelty are justice. Those are just victims to darkness. True villains are fully rational – the ones who commit cruelty for the sake of it.

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