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From the Ashes III: Back Into Hell.

I am getting more than a little impatient with the housing market around here, there are way too many slumlords and scam artists and advertising a one bedroom apartment when in reality you are renting a room is a waste of my time and energy to go look at, responding to me and having me come look at a place and then no response afterwards good or bad is also frustrating.. I have an option, it's a nuclear one.. but it would be very easy for me to pick up a truck and leave Central Ontario behind and go Home... but it's a nuclear option because what's important is located here.. the only reason for all the sacrifices, the reason my stomach grumbles more than it should, the reason everything i have is me just sitting waiting for whatever the next step may be... It's very hard for me to go to the next step when the current step has left me behind with nothing.. I know why I am doing this, I know why I am sacrificing but some days it's so damn hard to keep going because it pisses me off so damn much. it's a sacrifice I will always make but for how much linger before I give up, I don't know... there's only so long you can fight a brick wall of silence.

Current Mood: Depressed.
Let me tell you a little bit about demons. They love pain and other people’s misery. They lie when it suits them and don’t see anything wrong with it. They corrupt and kill and destroy, all without conscience. You just don’t have the capacity for something as honorable as loving another person.

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