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The War XXI: The Game Plan.


An army of principles can penetrate where an army of soldiers cannot.


It's almost done, things are becoming exactly what they are supposed to become and i know exactly what the next step is.. there are surprises along the way and forks in the road that are unpredictable but I know where I am going and I have no fucking expectations other than to watch you burn, this is not and has not ever been about me.. and it's time next week for that to be proven, this is about a lost little boy and a delusional mother who needs to face reality and not be spoiled by the system that has enabled her bullshit actions for so long.. i know I'm fighting a losing battle.. but i also know i have and will never give up.. not until I am fucking dead... that's the long and short of it, there's no anger, not anymore.. i just want to see this, thru to the eventual end.. i don't expect there to be a true end next week but for every ending there is beginning... i'm expecting to see that. three fucking years of Hell, it's time to end that, I need my life back... not this substandard existence i have been only half living with the good half of my soul torn out of me and apart, i need to be whole agian and only judgement will bring me that.

Current Mood: Determined.
Never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter.

In modern war there is no such thing as victor and vanquished...There is only a loser, and the loser is mankind.

I'm not my father. I'm not weak.

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