Empires End VI: Retribution

But men often mistake killing and revenge for justice. They seldom have the stomach for justice.

Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers—vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining.

It's fucking funny and amusing how things happen, and it's a testament to the fact that I am a better man than others when I see someone I've wanted to beat the crap out of for the last two years and I turn the other cheek for the moment. Only for the moment, I'll give a person one chance and only one chance, but when you've already double crossed me I have got no reason to believe anything else. You're lucky that there are bigger things in my life at stake rather than toys and money and drama. I don't forget and I don't forgive, you gave me your word that you would make this right, well see, I have low fucking expectations. But, the only reason you didn't get smoked today, is because you weren't worth it... Let's see how good yer fucking word is. As far as I'm concerned yer a fuckin thief and a rat, let's see how your actions speak. Next time my actions are going to be a lot louder than asking for an explanation. And my fists will be louder than bombs. The only thing that saved you today is that you're a known rat, and I have bigger and better fights to battle than a pathetic little person that steals a child's Xmas gift. That being said I hope u know how to watch your back and are constantly looking over it, next time I won't be so fucking cordial, and there is a score to be settled, I just have bigger fish to fuckin fry for the moment. it is ironic that on a day I'm starting to make peace with the end you show your face and try and feed me lies... fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me.. i don't have any time for you anymore, you are a speck of dust on the windshield of my world.. but i have not forgotten about you.

Current Mood: Angry, Annoyed.

Vengeance is a monster of appetite, forever bloodthirsty and never filled.

In every life, there comes a day of reckoning - a time when unsettled scores demand retribution, and our own lies and transgressions are finally laid bare.

Vengeance would have us assault an enemy's pride to beat him down. But vengeance hides a dangerous truth, for a humbled foe gains patience, courage, strength, and greater determination.

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Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.

Fall Of Cybertron III: Where’s Poochie.

It is very easy for me to fade away and just get bored of other people and politics when games are played. I’m not even fucking blinking when someone else who I’ve done things for, constantly for months with no rewards suddenly forgets I exist. That’s real easy for me to fucking deal with. Con politics, games, asshole people that don’t pay there Fuckin promises from day one? Don’t call my number. I stepped away from this shit once on my own. I have no fucking problem doing it again. I feel used and betrayed, but for me it was a Tuesday. I suspect jealousy and politics but I also know when to stick a fork in something when it’s done. I’ve got no interest being around anyone that doesn’t want me involved in there little cliques. I mean this thing was fun but from day one it was political. I don’t need stress and drama in my life. I can hang up my Wizard robe and move the fuck on. I did a great job of it on my own anyways. I don’t look amateur hour like the rest of them. And I no longer

Fuel Injected Suicide Machine.

Pissing me off is never a good fucking option. I have a life and I don’t need to make fucking sacrifices for anyone if I choose not to. I’m getting real fed up with simply being expected to do and arrange things so someone else can have a fucking escape. This is starting to become a fucking pattern in my life. Some I choose to do for, but others, when I’m starting to notice a fucking pattern? I’m gone. I will always be gone. The fact I have yet to step foot in England when I have a secondary place to stay should speak volumes in terms of this freindship and how it’s no longer even. I’m sick of things only being halfway when I’m trying with certain fucking people and I can bail and close ranks and not give a flying fuck about anyone anymore when I’m not being treated with respect esp. given to mine and my brothers financial situation. I don’t mind making sacrifices but I’m still going to make sure that my main fucking priorities are taken care of. I’m not going to pretend to keep th

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