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The Devil's Favorite Demon.

One thing you may not know about me is that i thrive and survive on adversity, it strengthens me because i know at the end of the day, regardless of the wreckage i will not be broken down and I can survive this... I've survived worse and done it with a smile on my face and never lost the good parts of my soul...they may be hidden and buried deep within but they are me.. my ethics, my soul, all the good things that make me me.. they are their, hidden sometimes, hidden more than most of my emotions i can't shut them off but i can hide them and show a different angrier more anti-social face to the world... but at my core i know who i am, just because i tread the darker side of the coin doesn't mean i am evil, or that I don't know what evil is... espescallay when she's staring me in the face thru closed doors and chess game manipulation of the rest of my life...I'd rather be damned and go to hell than pretend to be someone I'm not... and before I'd do anything that would corrupt my soul I would destroy myself first... hell holds no surprises for me, but I go there willingly... unrepentant... i will go there willingly for the sin's I did commit... and not for the one I did not...

Current Mood: Still Angry.
Where no hope is left, is left no fear.

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