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War Journal II

The Battle is Not Over, But there is starting to be some available light at the end of this dark tunnel i exist in several steps away from my left foot being in hell< when someone shows that they do not have all their cards on the table and the cards that they do have are slowly crumbling...it'd time to be on the offensive and get some answers, it's time to move forward, or Move on.. I'm built for walking thru things not for Walking away, Not this time... I made a few promises and not just to me...I swore to always protect that child and even from his mother's madness...IF i am going to hell for the sins I have not done... I will drag you and the entire fucking system down with me... When you and your associates have taken everything away from me there is not much left to live for.. but here's the fucking funny thing I've managed to live, albeit not as happily and as content as i would have been otherwise, but i have found moments of peace in the last year and a half, and I have found an inner peace to keep the demons at bay.. I know exactly where to find it... it's as simple as getting lost walking up the wrong street with my puppies...or hanging out with old and new freinds and a few rounds of beer... there are things that make me ME, things you cannot destroy and things that you cannot change... Don't hunt what you cannot Kill... and you will not Kill Me.


Current Mood: Angry, Determined...
Current Music: Murder, Within Temptation.
When you're on your own-- behind enemy lines-- no artillery, no airstrikes, no hope of an evac-- you don't fight dirty. You do things that make dirty look good.

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