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Damned.

I did not choose this life, and it is not a life i would choose upon anyone, there are aspects of my life that suck and there are things beyond my fucking control but I know for every experience and every hurt That one day i will end up stronger because of it, all of my challenges, all of my experiences and all of the pain have made me a stronger more resolute man, and I will not back down from anyone... If i go out in a blaze of glory like billy the kid, that's fine.. i'm ready to meet my maker, personally i think he's afraid of me... when I get there there's a lot that he's got to fucking answer for, and i'll be well armed. At least if i'm going to hell, you're coming with me.

But I'm not ready Yet.
There are two things in this world that define me, one Most importantly Is being a father and that is not something you can ever take away, the other is being a Child and youth worker, and While you may be able to fucking stall me you can not destroy me and I will use everything I have to clear my name and make sure that it is you that is exposed and I get my life back on track, the wound cut's deepest because you knew exactly how to destroy me and expected me to slither away like the broken boy you once knew, here's the the thing.. i picked up all of my broken pieces a long time ago and made a jigsaw puzzle of myself, and this tattered mind is stronger because of it, nothing you can do can affect me anymore any more than a short term setback. We will see each other at a day of judgement, and you will the one cast to the ninth circle of hell. I hope you fucking enjoy it.

Current Mood: Sad.
Obstacles are like wild animals. They are cowards but they will bluff you if they can. If they see you are afraid of them... they are liable to spring upon you; but if you look them squarely in the eye, they will slink out of sight.

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