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Arkham City

I don't know what i'm still doing in Hamilton, I don't know what i'm fucking doing with my life, any time i seem to get ahead in life things fall apart and start spiraling down the tubes, it's like i was defined by things i did as a fucking child and they won't let go.... I dealt with my demons a long time ago but people keep bringing them back up like the bile of an Eldritch abomination, I love my son and i will do anything for him but I don't know how much longer i can keep going on like this, When i am staring at the same dark path everyday and realizes one day that this will all be over one way or another and I just see the same thing over and over and it's not just my life, or my career that's over it's everything... destroyed with one action, I am so in disbelief that the system failed me so badly and now they are just covering their ass, Shit that happened when i was a kid should not define me my entire fucking life.... and my son's... why haven't they looked into her insanity? why was everything that was good about me stripped from me without acknowledgement? because it's easier to destroy a man than it is to vindicate an Innocent man, esp. if theirs a dark and troubled past.

Current Mood: Depressed.
Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked.

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