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Better of Two Evils

I am seriously getting to the fucking point where i am sick of Hamilton, what have I accomplished since I left Windsor? I am seriously thinking of just packing a bag and leaving this city for good with nothing more than my guitar... the lack of patience i have for the fact that my little world here is slowly becoming a prison and everything in my life is moving at the speed of slow...I don't feel anything, I can't see anything... there is no fucking point to me staying somewhere where I have become very stagnant, the only tommorow i see is elsewhere, Hamilton is just a battlefield, a place where most of my battles have been fought and lost, there was no point in coming back, it's pretty sad i can't even call it home... but of course manipulators get what they want, meanwhile I get to stay poor and lose everything.....If i'm going to wallow in shit and have nothing, what the fuck am i doing it here for, I can go home to Windsor and have my guitar and my friends and at least have some semblance of fucking happiness.

Current Mood: Angry.
There are seeds of self-destruction in all of us that will bear only unhappiness if allowed to grow.

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