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All That Remains....




I am constantly reevualting everything and everyone in and out of my life and the decisions and choices I have fucking made, I know who I am and where I stand but it gets clearer and clearer every fucking day who has my back and who simply has need of me, there is a difference....

In the wreckage of my life I see clearer more than ever.... And when the dust and ashes amongst the ruins start to clear... I truly see who fucking cares and who has an agenda. I'm done with those with agendas. I'md done with a lot of falsehoods in my life, the world is on fucking fire.... I'm done with caring for those who treat me like a commodity.

I stand for myself and if I stand alone, so fucking be it. I'll still be standing. Same as it ever was. Nothing changes. Just the names and faces of the people that pass through my life do... If you doing that, do exactly that pass through. I'm already working on the next step.

I've got no time left in this life for those who don't have my back completely, my choices good or bad are always going to be the ones I run with and anyone attempting to manipulate me to their own ends will get left behind. I have a scorched earth policy for a reason, even if it leads me to ruin... It leads me there alone, on my own. No one else gets affected when I fall. No one else has to rebuild.

It's not the fact that I don't want anyone beside me when things start to burn.... It's the fact I'm starting to feel no one's going to fucking be there anyways... Just like last time and the time before that... And every other time my life has fallen apart... But surprisingly I'm fucking fine with that. I will always be just fucking fine with that...

....because that's who I am.

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