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War Without End.....

All the things that I done, memories, they never hurt me. But the past, it's more than memories. It's the devil you sold your soul to. He's comin'. He's comin' to collect.

I am sick of waiting, I know that I cannot do this on my own, but when the odds are stacked against me and all i am doing is waiting for an answer, maybe it is time to do it on my own. I know I will fail alone... but I'd rather fail alone, in the trenches with no support, of any kind.. than to sit here comfortably and say i stopped fucking fighting because it got too hard or i couldn't get the help i need. I have patiently waited. I'm going to wait a few more day and then regardless it's time to move this forward.. almost seven years have been taken away, and we are reaching a critical moment in his life. I'd rather have him know that i never backed down and never stopped fighting, and lost than realize i walked away because in the interim short term she won a hollow victory... it's better to have allies in a war. But i will fall upon my sword alone if I have to. i am not backing down and I am sick of fucking waiting on politicians who couldn't give a damn about my case and I'm just a statistical number to them, i don't have time or patience for that shit. at then end of the day, regardless of whose on my side or who is on her side, this is a battle between you and I for the child that shares both of our traits and bloodlines. It is not a battle I will ever walk away from, I have had long enough to sit on the sidelines and expect reinforcements.

Current Mood: Depressed, Frustrated.

All I got in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break either of 'em for nobody.
— Tony Montana

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