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The Day Evil Won III: Suicide Daze.

There are easier ways to destroy a man than to destroy him through the system by using lies and manipulation, i hope that you are fucking happy with yourself, you've set off a nuclear weapon to my fucking career, and as close as we once were you know how much it meant to me, but of course that was the goal all along to destroy me, not only have you always wanted to take away from me my heart.. now you have taken my soul as well.. but that's all according to plan.. when you wound you aim to kill and are only satisfied with a deep wound, take everything, i am merely a horcrux the part of your soul that resides within me has rotted, and everything that was good about me you aim to take away, Do i matter enough to you that you would seek to break me down and destroy me by using him as your fucking proxy, coaching him that way you have? The most evil person i have met is you, i should have left you to rot on that street corner... I may be the devil incarnate in your eyes, but I did not fucking deserve this. I know your rotting soul is blacker than mine and we may meet in hell but only one of us will remain there when it's time to be judged, i cannot fucking believe your manipulations. I will tell you this, it took every once of good energy left in my blackened soul to not go to your house and kick your fucking door in today...unfortunately that would still be the wrong decision and it would cement me as a guilty man which i am not... you may have taken my heart and soul but there are ways for me to have these things returned to me... as always I will stand and fight and it's fucking time to rise up and use some of the pent up frustrations, anger and depression towards fighting you and the system, forget anything else, my job, my life anything, i have one goal at this point in my life and that is him...anything else, possessions, station in life, job, career, all immaterial, the only thing i need now is to prove you a liar and regain the part of my soul you have knifed from my back in your selfish desire to fulfill your selfish needs, I warn you, if you thought your small, and it is very small victory would rid you of me forever, you are seriously wrong... you have awoken the dragon inside and he is a vile creature full of rage and determination and should you strike me down... like a phoenix i will arise from the flames and never stop fighting, quitting is not part of the equation, i will not let you destroy me, what's even worse you've destroyed a part of him that was pure. It's Judgment day...the battle has only just began, you will have to physically kill me to ever be rid of me.

Current Mood: Suicidal,Depressed, Angry, Determined.
The only way to fight is to fight back.....

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