Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right.
This nation was founded on one principle above all else: The requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world -- No, YOU move.
If i'm the fucking liar according to these hypocritical motherfuckers from niagara, what the fuck does it make the lying, cheating system manipulator from st. catherines, no way gets away with this, it's time for the next fucking step, it's time to make her really fucking fear me, and there is only one way to do that, and that is to affect her wallet. im fairly certian that she cares more about that at this point than she does our son, and if i have to affect her fucking income to get him home, so be it... no remorse no emotions, no regrets. let's see who the credible one on the stand is when everything that has value to you is on the line. you seem to forget bitch, you gave the position i'm in now.i am a man with nothing to lose and everything to fucking gain, so if i need to, i will bring the war home to you. you and your cronies took everything away from me, it's time for me to do the same to you, and let you know exactlyhow that fucking feels. its time for this to end, even if i have to force your hand.
I'm sick of the albatross around my neck, the fucking black mark that you have placed there. That's all your doing... And it corrupts every conversation to do with our son...your the grand manipulatior, not the victim. I'm sick of you playing one. You're not, only he is. I'm sick of the black mark you've placed on me that corrupts every conversation. Its not about and you're flawed reality's... We inch closer to the end game.. And you will not like the results, I'm not a pawn in you're deadly game.. You can't manipulate me the way you do others... All you're really doing is burning bridges for me down there, you're usual fucking M.O., I left Niagara those bridges were already burnt, here let me help you pour gasoline on the fire, it might keep you're soulless corpse of a body warm. You can't hurt me, all of your games are only hurting him.
Current Mood: Angry
Current Music: Alone Again, Dokken.
We're not tools of the government, or anyone else. Fighting was the only thing... the only thing I was good at. But... at least I always fought for what I believed in...
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