The War VIII: War Zone

I should not be sitting here on a fucking battlefield waiting for the next shoe to drop and half expecting to have the chess master sit there and make peace with someone she knows i can use in court, and then have a phone call from out of fucking nowhere stating the obvious, Obviously i hold a fucking grudge and there is no way in hell i was going to use you unless i had to as I still blame you for a lot of the fucking bullshit that has happened in mine and my sons life, telling me to man up and be a man when you obviously don't know the situation and you have only heard the fucking bitches side of the story and then calling me out of the fucking blue... i asked you a question the correct answer would have just to have been to say no, as it is I don't give a damn because i don't need you, but it is interesting to see the levels of psychological war she is attempting to stoop too.. i wonder where you and her made up and got friendly again, was it in a bar? was it over drinks? I only wish she could have ever been that nice to me, but of course as far as she concerned i'm her mortal enemy, can't say the feeling isn't mutual but it is.. i hate her, for a long time i hated you more... but you know what, the true reality is your just a pawn in the game, so keep moving the way you're told, i have what i need I'm done with you.... just don't cross my fucking path and you will be fine.... I have bigger fucking things to attend to... they don't include you.

Current Mood: Angry.
A man who doesn't have anything to lose, can't help but win.

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Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.

Bad Man.

I am not a good man, I tell people straight out that I’m not a good person. I know I’m toxic. But I embrace being the villain and being the bad guy. Being feared is better than being loved because at least that way you respect me. When it comes to someone I care about and have a responsibility to, I will always choose them over others fucking bullshit and drama. This isn’t a choice. This is my life. Period. I live it every damn day. I’m not Making any other choices. I will always choose those that I care about over people that are merely in orbit in my life and if you give me a reason to fucking doubt you? I will give u a reason to fucking fear me. I’m just fed up, my world doesn’t need complications. My peace and my piece of mind doesn’t need complications. I have enough of those I struggle against in my personal life. This is the end game, and the end times. I deserve to be fucking happy. No one is getting in the fucking way of that. Period.

The Dying False King.

I am a ghost and a spectre in a lot of peoples lives that I have touched. Some I shouldn’t be, and some I have willingly walked away for my own mental health. I’m starting to get to that point with many things in my life agian. I thought it would be easier to live a simple life and just have fun but I think it’s harder than when I worked my face off as a father. At least then my enemies didn’t pretend to be my freinds and the world wasn’t falling apart slowly. Just my world. I think I prefer whatever that was then compared to what the world is now. I have my own life and adventures and I don’t need anyone that doesn’t want or need to be in my life. I have fun with what I do and don’t let negative sources affect my life. If you’re gonna drag me down, I’ll be gone. That’s how it works. You’re not going to disturb my fucking peace. That’s what the metal shows are for. That is anger’s release. Plus to have fun.

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