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.....Till All Are Gone! IV: Don't Trust Anyone III

A man with no enemies is a man with no character.

It is time to be about me, it's frustrating to find out that this crap has cost me even more than suspected originally, pretty fucking sad that someone went into my private boxes and stole things that were meant for my son, especially after I took him into my house and trusted him, the signs were there i was just to trusting to allow my self to acknowledge them, it's just like the rest of this fucking crap sitting in a storage locker just waiting to be disposed of, I'm forced to continue to be involved just to recover my costs because the other person in the equation has become a ghost, once upon I wanted to have a collection like this but now it's just a pile of crap that costs me money, i never wanted any of this, these things were my son's toys, a handful from my childhood but mostly his, it has been good to me for the last few years but it's time for everything to end and it has never been worth exactly what it has cost me. i am sick of the politics and the thievery that has become my life, it's time to do these two major shows and be done with this bullshit. even unique items i can't recover have been stolen in the lowest fucking way possible, some asshole decided to open up boxes and reseal them full of crap to steal what he wanted, i have a very long memory and one day that person will run into me whether on the street or in some dark alley and it will be judgement, you don't steal from me, you don't steal from my child, you knew my situation, it's futile letting people into your private emotions because everyone for the most part has a fucking angle or something that they want from you, it's better to be alone, i made decisions the last few months to have most of the people that i call friends at arms length for the simple reason it's safer for them to be there, you can't trust anyone unless they have proven otherwise... and some you can't trust at all. it's time to be alone and focus on the other things in my life and make them work and not this constant ongoing bullshit from people that only want to be involved in my life and struggle due to the fact i have a little scratch and/or i sell things that involve their dumb ass hobby. the fact that most of my comics and a lot of stuff i had personally paid for went missing draws heavily on my mind, it's difficult to replace any of them, but my attitude is material things can be replaced it's the goal and the end game that's important and that this bullshit has paid for that, but it's time for this bullshit to end. soon enough. I just need to walk away from it completely and be done.

Current Mood: Bitter.
Current Music: Megadeth, A Tout Le Monde

I ask you to judge me by the enemies I have made.

A wise man gets more use from his enemies than a fool from his friends.

I can be on guard against my enemies, but God deliver me from my friends!

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