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Forever Evil.

Let them hate, as long as they fear.

I don't hide behind my darkness, I use it as a strength to fight my fucking battles, there is anger and there is a dark place within, but unlike others I acknowledge my dark side and I can use it for positive ends, I'm not sure the next step in my life but I do know that whatever it is I'm prepared for it and that I can retreat into a very dark place if I need to gather strength. I don't mince words and my trust level is very fucking low right now, support me or don't, that's where I fucking stand at the current moment. Is it a goddamn very dark place? Hell yeah it is, but it's my dark place and it provides comfort. I know who I am amongst the shadows and uncertainty. I choose to be in that fucking place for a reason. I choose to fight. It's always going to be my most valuable defence mechanism esp when I know that I'm going to war, esp when I don't know if I'm going to win, all I know is that I'm not going to lose, or allow myself to give up and be beaten at any point. Failure is not an option. Backing down isn't one either. I can play the villian, I have no problem with that, I'm not the villian in this fairy tale tho and it's time to end this. I don't mind being the bad guy and/or the one to blame if it means that I get to have my day in court and his voice actually gets fucking heard instead of drowned out by you arguing with the fucking judges. I'm not playing this chess game any longer and I have no patience for you, it's time to end this, let's fucking collide. It's time to stack the deck and play this game to the final stage, let's end this. Let's shed some skin and tear a few pieces from each other. Are you ready? This is where everything ends. No more stalling, no more games. I want my day in court.

Current Mood: Determined.

You’re just another story I can’t tell anymore.

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