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Path of Darkness....


Why Do i constantly look back when things are fucking shitty in my life... Everyone I walked away from at every fucking moment in my life was walked away from for a reason, I shouldn't sit here and pretend i could have done anything everything any differently, that's not in my fucking nature that's not the man I am, that's not the boy that i was... I'm fucking nostalgic for something that never existed and I would prefer to have the anger and emotions and the fuel i had back then, it has been tempered with time and grown dull, but it is still still there... it is still a part of me there is a reason that in this world there is no conflict, no fight worth fighting for except for one day thing, the one thing i can never walk away from, my son.. this battle continues for the duration and i should stop letting petty distractions get in my way, I have no problem lighting a match and scorching the earth behind me... as long as it doesn't affect him I have no fear of doing so.. i never have... anyone else is secondary as regards to my life.. there is no use in being nostalgic, there is no excuse to care about people when it's clear they don't care about me, all i need to do in this life is attend to my responsibilities, keep reaching my fucking goals and take care of the things that are important, nothing else... the past is ashes, let's leave it there.


Current Mood: Nostalgic.
Current Music: Lacuna Coil, heaven's a lie.
You can feel very quickly as a prisoner of your past, of the memories.

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