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He's Back (The Man Behind The Mask) V: 2013 edition


It's Nice to be home, Nothing like taking a few days of just doing nothing at all and chilling and seeing old freinds and settling into old behaviors to distract from the ongoing darkness in my life...I was at my best here, and I still fit the mold, I could go back to the person i was in an instant, thing's havent changed here for me like they have everywhere else... my social circle was and is here, these are people that stand by me all thru my life, just like my family members...this is where I grew up and I could eaily slip back into being a university student and hanging out In a millisecond and finish things left undone If i chose to.. there are always going to be options here for me... I know exactly why i left but I also know this will always be a safe place and even more this is a safe place should I choose to return after the battle is over with what i hold most precious.... This is home... I know that regardless of anything that happens now in the rest of my life i can always come back here and be judged on my person and the character that I am, the freind that I am, and the Man that I was and still Am, I haven't changed, My circumstances Have.

Current Mood: Happy.

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