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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