The War XXII: Three Years Of Hell.

The Chess games continues but while you hide behind smoke and mirrors that are quickly fading away, i have the tactical advantage and years of planning to deal with the unaviodable outcome in the next few weeks, I have spent the past three years in purgatory and have no doubt that when my end time comes it will be more comfortable than the black Hell that you have inflicted upon my heart and his soul for the past three years... you cannot attempt to destroy a man and destroy what he lives for and his heart without repercussion's.. I am single minded, I know what the road ahead is... i am prepared for whatever happens, but i am completely ready for an epic battle on both fronts and I have no fear of losing... to Lose, to have finally lost means this body is dead and I am a corpse, as long as blood flows in my veins I will fight, even if i lose... but one, I am seven hundred Chess moves ahead and I know exactly where every move on the chess board is now, while you sit questioning yourself, playing games... I know where each and every one of my actions this close to the game are taking me. there will be an absolution, this deadly game we have been playing it will end... and I will not be the one damned to purgatory and hell, not any longer.

Current Mood: Determined.
A man may build himself a throne of bayonets, but he cannot sit on it.

I'll die if I have to. At least I know I tried to save him from becoming what you are.

Me, I know where I stand. And I don't worry about it. Because when it's over. When they're all dead and the war is over... there'll still be one bullet left. To clear all accounts.

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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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