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The Fight.

Choose your battles wisely. After all, life isn't measured by how many times you stood up to fight. It's not winning battles that makes you happy, but it's how many times you turned away and chose to look into a better direction. Life is too short to spend it on warring. Fight only the most, most, most important ones, let the rest go.

If we don't fight for what we 'stand for' with our passionate words and honest actions, do we really 'stand' for anything?


I don't know anymore where I end and the fight begins, This is all I have anymore in my life some days, even though i do have other things that i am thankful for in my life, there are days when all i want to do is throw punches and be violent and end this thing like a man instead of dealing with politics and mind games. of course if I allow myself to get down to that level i might as well admit to myself that she has already won. I'm stronger than that, but there are days like today and yesterday where all i want to do is find a black hole to crawl into and die... I won't. but i do feel that way, or I feel like the only thing keeping me going is this battle... I don't mind fighting this battle but for every victory no matter how small it seems that there are even bigger obstacles ahead... and it is clear any time someone tries to extend an olive branch of peace, the only option is for me to break that mother fucking in half, because it's only for her own interests and not his. There's only one person important here and it's not me and its not her. i just wonder how deeply i have ended up staring into the abyss and if I live only only for the fight, for the battle and for the war, Or if i have anymore left to give outside of that, or if this is the moment that defines me or leads me into madness. I don't know what drives me anymore if it's my anger or my compassion.... this needs to end.. and while I will never give up the fight.. I wondering if the scorched earth is all of what i will be left with.

Current Mood: Sad.

Today you had a very important lesson on taking punches. A lot of people will tell you that the first thing you have to learn is how to take a punch. But I believe the first thing you should know is that you can take one and survive. A punch won't kill you. Conquering your fear is the first step to becoming a powerful fighter.

War?' The word held too much definition for three letters.

In combat - do something, you might die. Do nothing, and you will die!

Somewhere along the line you quit etching your kills on the side of your fighter.

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