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Till All Are Gone XVIII: New Years Evil II

The chains that break you, are the chains that make you. And the chains that make you, are the chains you break.

Sometimes people are so genuinely themselves they aren't conscious of the fact they have wronged you; sometimes you shouldn't care enough to bring it to their attention.

Today is the start of a New year and My biggest resolution the one I will Fucking keep is that I am completely Fucking done with this toy bullshit, It's Ended just as it began in a clusterfuck mess of people that are greedy and self entitled, making me waste my fucking time and effort and then turning into a fucking crybaby about how something isn't perfect at the agreed upon price, you know that's fucking fine... I have a child who will appreciate it on his glass shelf just as much as I would appreciate the fucking money, I've long since fucking cared about this fucking useless shit and I do have options that don't require a lack of fucking patience on my part, I have had a roller coaster adventure with this shit for the last 3 years and I'm more than fucking happy to see it ended. It's time to seriously focus my fucking energies elsewhere and do something with my fucking life instead of being reliant on this plastic shit to save the fuckin day, It has been nothing more than an albatross around my fucking neck, Now it's going to be gifts for my child and nothing else.. I have bigger things to deal with than distractions and game playing people that take me away from time with loved ones.. when push comes to shave I know exactly where I'd rather be and where I'm going to be. I don't need to keep chasing every last dollar here, I want it to stand for something and It will. I have decided to be done, and I am Done. A few more minor prearranged things and then it's a complete goodbye, I don't need this stress and bullshit in my life when i have real fucking battle's to fight. It's time to focus on that and only that. I don't have the time or patience for anyone else, this toy bullshit was always a distraction to me, A means to an End, and Now I truly Say it's finally over, I'm fucking done. it's time to attempt to go back to being the man i was and rebuild, Or at least pick up the fucking pieces and move on to whatever the next step of my fucking life is going to be.

Current Mood: Pissed Off.

What if all your hard work never pays off?
What if I am the outsider to my friends and family? What then?
What if all the good you’ve done has been transformed into evil and greed?
What if those you help the most, stabbed you in the back? What then?
Should I trust again?
What if life is unfair, painful and cruel?
What if Death invites you to join its tribe?
What if death makes you feel at peace and alive! What then?
Should I take death’s hand and walk away?
What then?

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