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The Anti-Christ

If I am going to be accused of being the fucking Anti-Christ maybe I should act like one. I shouldn't give a damn about making a difference in this world and go back to not giving a fuck about anyone and go live on the streets and pretend that in my life i am nothing and that I will never accomplish anything, It's too fucking bad that I know that I am better than that, and No one can affect me.. you can only twist the knife and cause me paid, you cannot destroy me, there are murderous hell's i will endure before I will let anyone destroy me. My sole existence on this planet at this moment is for one thing and one thing only and I am not going anywhere, you can hate me, I don't care...I don't care what people think of me.. Love me, fucking hate me, you will respect me.. there's only a select few who i truly care about and the list of those that i love unconditionally is even smaller... However he is always going to be the number one on the top of that list... Say what you will about me... the fact that I will never back down or ever change or ever stop fighting is a concept lost on you.

Current Mood: Angry.
Diplomacy is the art of saying "Nice doggie" until you can find a rock.

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