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The New Face of Fear.


Better the devil you know than the angel you don't.


I dislike the tricks my mind are playing with me right now, sleepless nights waiting for phantom phone calls I have no fucking interest in answering yet I want to happen because it's a connection to the one, only important thing in my life. Questions that need answering, but as long as I take this stance that I need to and be the aggressor, be the one who is standing his ground, I might not get those answers, not that I would want them from her anyways, that's not how the game is played, but you know what, the game is ending. This is becoming an end, I have no illusions to a positive end but I'll know two things at the end of the day, I stood my ground and I never stopped fighting for my son. The balls not in my corner for the moment to end this, but it is going to end shortly, that part is gonna happen. I have nothing left to prove to you or anyone, I have stood my ground for 5 years, I'm still here, I'm still standing without faltering, ten years and I am still here, you didn't destroy me then, you won't destroy me now, all you did was break me, and not for the first time, I'm used to that now. Thing is, I know how to be broken, I've been that way my entire life, it's what taught me how to fight, how to never give up, never back down and how to fuckin win. I know how to defeat you, it's by never backing down, I am not the person I was in 2011, or 2001. It's a completely different animal now, yet in a lot of ways I remain that person, the best parts of me anyways. Everything I've been through makes me stronger and more vicious, you've already taken everything away, what's left to lose, that's one of many reasons I'll never back down or walk away.I don't doubt that you fear me now, the difference is unlike the last 5 years, only in the last month have I truly given you reason to fear me, and I already assumed you hated me the way I hate you, so why should I care how and if you fear me, as long as he doesn't. Or if you hate me, you have earned the right to fear me with what you have done, and on the battlefield, I give you no remorse, no quarter. If it comes down to that, feel free to fear me, as I will end you.

Current Mood: Determined.

Evil is a double-edged sword, if you use it you'll end up cutting you.

War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn to live together in peace by killing each other's children.

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