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There Is Only Anger...

This power that we have comes from a dark place, but it's not who we are. And we can use it to help people.

I don't know where things are leading, and I know that some of my choices are guided by the silent rage that i can only do so much about so i focus my fucking energies elsewhere as much as i can, But that is ending, it will be done by Christmas, it's just frustrating that that is all that i have left to look forward to, I took the birthday hard as it's fucking bullshit i have all these things i could be giving my son for this holiday and by the time i'm done most of them will be only memories, another experience that has been fucking taken away. it's frustrating to know that i can give him everything but not being able to... it's a curse, it's just another reminder of how much she has taken away, and i sit here counting down days and waiting for the next step. it is a common part of my life that these material things only pass thru my life, It's happened before, It will happen agian, they are simply not important, other things have much more value to me and those things i will sacrifice everything I own to protect. I've never questioned that, and if you truly knew you would know how much more dangerous that actually makes me.

Current Mood: Angry
Current Music: Amon Amarth Deceiver of the Gods

Why should we remain innocent of what lurks in the shadows? How can we live in the world if we don't understand how dark and brutal it can be?

It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me

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