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.....Till All Are Gone!

It's time to fucking be done with this plastic Shit, it's causing way too many personal fucking issues... I'll choose the people I love over money any day of the fucking week... and when the whole fucking bullshit of going to a show and doing all the fucking work isn't even enough to give me enough for a pack of cigarette's and a big mac, fuck it... done. I have no fucking doubt that my so called business partner has stolen from me on more than one occasion and i'm done... there's no point to this shit anymore... time to fucking walk away and be done with it... it was a necessary evil for a long while but like everything in my life it has caused me more strife and upset that it is fucking worth, and i'm not about to sweat bucket's and not have my hard work rewarded, today was bullshit and showed the true fucking side of who I am working for.... When there is no Trust yet I am making a shit load of money for you on a regular basis... it's time to get out the game and go back to my fucking guitar and look out for myself and my guitar, I have already lost enough based on this bullshit... I'm not about to lose more because you are fucking greedy punk... yes the last year's assistance financially has been handy, but when i look at it i did all the work for fucking peanuts... when I'm struggling to pay fucking bills and my fucking rent and feed myself... i won't have a hand out I'll take care of myself... but i look out for me first... and who is the first fucking person to suffer when things go wrong because some Chinese Idiot is irresponsible... I'm not feeding your collection anymore... the weekend of July 12th I'm over, I'm done. recovering what's mine financially and then fuck it, Soyanara Fuck Head. no amount of money is worth the discomfort you are causing me..i'm sick of it all, and the head games, politics and for the fucking most part the mess in my fucking house... i have real issues and Holy wars to fight... find some other patsy... I'm done being a junior partner... i'm far less behind than I was when I met you 2 years ago... my son's games.. my old apartment.. and shit load of belongings... and then you can't fucking pay me? FUCK YOU and FUCK OFF.

Current Mood: Pissed off.
Current Music: Eminem, Survival
Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

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