The Chess Game X: Endgame?

Crazy people always think they're perfectly sane. It's what makes them so crazy; their entire delusion lies within the fact that they believe they aren't deluded.

At the end of the day this is a battle between me and you over heart and the soul of our child, period, everyone else is just a pawn in the fucking game.. there is some sweet vindication to knowing that when you're next opening chess move was to burn another bridge and show your true colors... Nothing's over yet but i am a lot less angry and a lot more determined than i was yesterday..... and that's due to your decisions shortly after court, there has to be an end to this and I think that you are doing what you have always done and been fucking predictable, and this time it's going to blow up in your face... the walls are falling down and you are cornered, and the best part, you're doing it to yourself. I had no part in the decision you made yesterday.this needs to have an ending and i think for once your actions have spoken louder than words and give me hope that this battle will not go on forever.. because as much as it's about me and you and the people and pawns for every chess move we both put forward, at the end of the day it's only about that young man, who when this started was a little boy.. Time works against you, remember that when it's time for Judgement.

Welcome to The Endgame, Bitch

Current Mood: Solace in Vindication.

You know damned well why we're doing this. Because it's a fight. It may be THE fight. It may be the final fight. And what else are we good at, you and me? What are we going to do if we ever get out there anyway?

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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.

Bad Man.

I am not a good man, I tell people straight out that I’m not a good person. I know I’m toxic. But I embrace being the villain and being the bad guy. Being feared is better than being loved because at least that way you respect me. When it comes to someone I care about and have a responsibility to, I will always choose them over others fucking bullshit and drama. This isn’t a choice. This is my life. Period. I live it every damn day. I’m not Making any other choices. I will always choose those that I care about over people that are merely in orbit in my life and if you give me a reason to fucking doubt you? I will give u a reason to fucking fear me. I’m just fed up, my world doesn’t need complications. My peace and my piece of mind doesn’t need complications. I have enough of those I struggle against in my personal life. This is the end game, and the end times. I deserve to be fucking happy. No one is getting in the fucking way of that. Period.

The Dying False King.

I am a ghost and a spectre in a lot of peoples lives that I have touched. Some I shouldn’t be, and some I have willingly walked away for my own mental health. I’m starting to get to that point with many things in my life agian. I thought it would be easier to live a simple life and just have fun but I think it’s harder than when I worked my face off as a father. At least then my enemies didn’t pretend to be my freinds and the world wasn’t falling apart slowly. Just my world. I think I prefer whatever that was then compared to what the world is now. I have my own life and adventures and I don’t need anyone that doesn’t want or need to be in my life. I have fun with what I do and don’t let negative sources affect my life. If you’re gonna drag me down, I’ll be gone. That’s how it works. You’re not going to disturb my fucking peace. That’s what the metal shows are for. That is anger’s release. Plus to have fun.

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