The War XIII: The End begins...

For today, in the name of freedom, we take the battle to her.
It's time to end this, there are some clear things on the road ahead and it's very clear that at this point in this game that things will end this summer one way or another, it's going to be very interesting at this point what the end game ends up being, but it is coming, there is no stopping it now, at least for now I am focused on the end game and for every ending i am prepared at the end of the day it is about one person, only one person, not me, not her, only him... i didn't create this war but i will see it thru to the end and the unevitable conclusion, for too long things have been stalled, today, the future that ends... it's about doing the right thing by him, and only that, it's not about anger anymore or hatred, only the part I was born to play, Being his father, nothing else... I made a phone call today that I was very afraid to make but it is time to get past my fears and past my hatred and past my anger... it's time to take the battle to her, it's time to end this. it's not about her delusions or her issues, it's not about whatever made up anger and hatred she has towards me, it's only about him. I wish she would realize that.

Current Mood: Determined.
One person's craziness is another person's reality.

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Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.

Fall Of Cybertron III: Where’s Poochie.

It is very easy for me to fade away and just get bored of other people and politics when games are played. I’m not even fucking blinking when someone else who I’ve done things for, constantly for months with no rewards suddenly forgets I exist. That’s real easy for me to fucking deal with. Con politics, games, asshole people that don’t pay there Fuckin promises from day one? Don’t call my number. I stepped away from this shit once on my own. I have no fucking problem doing it again. I feel used and betrayed, but for me it was a Tuesday. I suspect jealousy and politics but I also know when to stick a fork in something when it’s done. I’ve got no interest being around anyone that doesn’t want me involved in there little cliques. I mean this thing was fun but from day one it was political. I don’t need stress and drama in my life. I can hang up my Wizard robe and move the fuck on. I did a great job of it on my own anyways. I don’t look amateur hour like the rest of them. And I no longer

Fuel Injected Suicide Machine.

Pissing me off is never a good fucking option. I have a life and I don’t need to make fucking sacrifices for anyone if I choose not to. I’m getting real fed up with simply being expected to do and arrange things so someone else can have a fucking escape. This is starting to become a fucking pattern in my life. Some I choose to do for, but others, when I’m starting to notice a fucking pattern? I’m gone. I will always be gone. The fact I have yet to step foot in England when I have a secondary place to stay should speak volumes in terms of this freindship and how it’s no longer even. I’m sick of things only being halfway when I’m trying with certain fucking people and I can bail and close ranks and not give a flying fuck about anyone anymore when I’m not being treated with respect esp. given to mine and my brothers financial situation. I don’t mind making sacrifices but I’m still going to make sure that my main fucking priorities are taken care of. I’m not going to pretend to keep th

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