It's time to end this. I have been hurting for far to long and i cannot imagine how my little man feels... there's nothing left except the goal line and it's time to use everything I've been sitting on for the last few years.. all the evidence and all the friends that i still have that can help... anything, everything i can do to end this. Now is the fucking time. it's never been about me.. but as i am replaying things in my mind i cannot believe that three years of our lives have been taken away from a selfish me first woman who only thinks of her own needs... I don't know how to fucking Lose.. and i won't. you'd have to kill me to be done with me.. there is something to be said for persistence. If I've gotta burn this scorched earth to achieve my goals it's no less than what has already been done to me... and to him, and that weight has never and will never be on my soul, that's always been you're doing not mine.
Because I put my faith in my little boy
So I never say, "Goodbye, cruel world."
Just know that I'm alright
I am not afraid to die
Current Mood: Sad, Depressed.
Current Music: Headlights, Eminem
The characteristic of a genuine heroism is its persistency. All men have wandering impulses, fits and starts of generosity. But when you have resolved to be great, abide by yourself, and do not weakly try to reconcile yourself with the world. The heroic cannot be the common, nor the common the heroic.
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