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I had a good fucking night tonight and enjoyed myself with an old freind. agian something is missing but i remeber who i am. it was good to blow off some fucking steam and let me myself be who i used to be without any judgement or worrying about who i might offend, yes i spent the night getting smashed but i feel better than i have in a long time.. i remeber who i used to be, I am someone who a 17 year old me would call a sell out... but only because of the attempted conformity to the system and their rules... it's a lot better than being homeless and in jail. i remember exactly who the fuck I am, i still wear my wwe shirts with pride and have no fear being exactly who I am without worrying what any society thinks. i am a weapon when pointed in the right direction. I an be just as comfortable panhandling on Young as getting smashed in a nice shirt on bat street or hess village.. i tried for tooo fucking long to be someone i not, it's time to show some teeth and be the person i am and the person i always have been without any mercy. I had fun tonight...it was good to let loose and let the issues i have at home be forgotten and just escape into a fantasy world and pretend things were like they used to be.. revisiting queen street for beers was fun too... even if i am spending the night in Toronto smashed. I remember exactly who the fuck i am, and that's something as hard as you try my dear you will never change, happy 13th anniversary, can't say I wasted a fucking second thinking about you.

Current Mood: Drunk.
One of the greatest moments in anybody's developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide from himself but determines to get acquainted with himself as he really is.

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