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Anger and desperation can be good and terrible things, they can inspire a man and they can destroy a man.. it's a delicate balance choosing the right actions and the next chess move without destroying yourself and the things that you hold dear.. I could give into my emotions and the anger and the darkness or I can use that shit as fuel and let the fire fuel me into unbreakable iron and wait for the day when their is total inevitable victory, because I will settle for nothing less.. I have No fear of anyone In this world and if my experiences throughout my life and his have proven anything is that i will never ever back down, not for anything... every scar, every war wound.. every experience good or bad has brought me to this point... fuel of fire, anger and hate.. but it's up to me into which direction I send it... And trust me I send it in the right direction... I just don't allow the rage to control my actions...

Current Mood: Angry, Dark.
It was in that moment that I realized something. A dull, blurred feeling that I’d had since this whole mess began, all of a sudden crystal clear. It had been a long, long time since I hated anyone the way I hated them.

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