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The Day that Evil Won II

It's official, I am getting fucking fed up with this nonsense, they know their are concerns on her, and they know she is a flight risk and they know i have a fucking court ordered right to access to my son that includes time during the summer, this is an attack pure an simple a fucking attempt to destroy me and the fact that people are deliberately cooling their fucking heels instead of moving and resorting to action puts the ball in my court, it's time to get a fucking lawyer and start pushing back and hard.. this is ridiculous all she has ever wanted is to excise me from his fucking life because she thinks I'm not good enough from her, but you made a choice to be with me and to have my child, if you didn't want to be with me you shouldn't have lied down in our bed, but then again, you get what you expect when you lie down with a whore... but it's nice to see the system assisting with the destruction of my family, once wasn't good enough, you ruined me as a child now you want to destroy me as an adult, it's a good fucking thing the person I'm not concerned about with here is me.. you can do whatever the fuck you want with me, I'm strong i'm resilient and when it comes to you and this shit I'm indestructible... but the only person that's hurting and will be hurt in the long run is my son, of course then again he's just another statistic it's only the little blue dad that truly gives a damn, but the little blue dad has resources and he will use them, as i said before there is no flee response here only a will to fight and to fight back hard...

Current Mood: Angry.
Other people and things can stop you temporarily. You're the only one who can do it permanently.

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