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The War XXXI: Pyschological Chess

Every step in life is merely part of a game. Every piece is necessary, but if you do not know how to control the game, then you become one of the pieces that are meant to be sacrificed.

It is interesting when it seems only one is truly fighting the fucking battle on my end, I am royally pissed off currently by the situation that was discovered this week... it's time to bare those famous teeth of mine and start ripping out some flesh and blood so fucking things get done. this a game of chess for my child's soul, and when the pawns do nothing the game can be lost. I am sitting here brooding but that will only last so long until; i decide to put on my big boy boots and start kicking down doors... it's fucking ridiculous that i am the only one fighting, yet agian, story of my life.. It's been a constant freind my entire life, one war or battle agianst the world or the system my entire fucking life... it should not be the determining factor of his as well, i grew up strong from my adversity but I wanted better for him, But it's not my doing that has created this... History has repeated itself, the diffrence is, I am here, I will never fucking back down and I have done nothing wrong, I'm standing here in the Light ready to face you, I'm not the one hiding in the shadows and hiding behind smoke and mirrors and the legal system that you are an expert manipulator of... I don't fear the system, Nor do I fear you, the only thing I fear is him growing up without me and not knowing how hard and how much I fought for him, even if i had to do it alone.

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Mood: Out on the Streets, Twisted Sister.

You’re a clever strategist, but not all battles require tricks. Sometimes the simplest way to kill something is to swim up to it and bite it in half.

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