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Hell Awaits.

The more i take action the more things start to unravel and i prove what i have been fucking saying all along... I will not back down and i will drag who i need to to the bowels of hell to get my life and family back... I don't have any more respect for the process but i am still enduring it to prove myself and to restore the little threads that are left of my sanity... I don't have any fucking time for anyone who is not standing beside me.. stand behind me or stand aside.. there is no other option.. it's time to destroy what needs to be destroyed and go on to the next stag of my life.. some things will be destroyed that should have been a long time ago and other things i have a scorched earth mentality to... there is no reason at the end of days for me to stay here in Hamilton... I was happy here but that time has long passed.... I have no loyalty to anyone that remains and even less to the person who i will drag to hell with me... it's never been about you, it will never be about you and as long as I draw breathe it will always be about him... of course i am not opposed to dragging you thru hellfire and brimstone because of him however... the Hell you make her is your own... I am only the facilitation of your own damnation...

Current Mood: Determined.
Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.

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