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The War XV: War Games II

3 plus years and only when I make a proactive move to get records at this point do you do anything to attempt to prevent that? this is a chess game and I am always 2 moves ahead, but this is also a war and It is very apparent you are the losing end of the battle... for me it's never been about winning or losing but doing what is right and what is in the best interests of our child... of course to you and your own selfish ends it's only about you... it has only ever been about you... when and if i get the records it destroys your credibility that part is understood.. but you do know what happens when you unleash a dragon, esp. a dragon fighting for his cub, you will feel the fire... it's not about who is right or wrong anymore but it is about the truth and the more games you play and the more you seek to hide these things the weaker you become... This has never been anything but a game to you, but it is his life in the balance and i will fight you with every once of strength till i fall, and I don't know how to fall, even at my weakest moment's I am still stronger than you, this isn't about my anger, this isn't about revenge, it's not even about me and you anymore.. it never has been, it is about doing the right thing for my son, i wish you would take that into account but you're anger and hate blinds you, This would be so much easier for me if i could muster up half the hate and anger you have for me, they would make effective weapons, bu even as much as i do have hate in my heart and anger towards you, it is a microcosm of yours.. i could never hate you as much as you hate me, you good or bad are the mother of my child and that is important, even if we hate each other, but i would never wish to destroy you.. It isn't about you... even tho you probably think it is.

Current Mood: Determined.
After the war I was going to make up for lost time. But the time I spent away, it's still lost. No matter what I do, it stays lost.

For my love, I will wade through an ocean of blood, even if it destroys me.

Until they feel what we feel, they will never fully understand the own hell they caused.

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