Bye Bye Beautiful...

You were something special, a moment in a lifetime of moments, but like every moment in my life, I'll eventually move on from. That's the way my life is... That's the tragedy. That's who I am.

I trusted you, and I loved you, and you cut me to the Bone. It's not that I regret anything, because Hell I don't. We were an epic tornado in the heart of the storm... But the cost was far too high for things to have ended up where they are now... I made a choice, that's the only regret.

Otherwise you were fucking great.... You'll always be a happy memory, I'm just working some stuff in my own mind, but it's probably the best that I move the fuck on, as always. My life choices have to be own... Alone.

I won't admit to missing you, that's not the type of man I am, but I do wonder what could have been.

There is no time for anger, fighting or regret... It's just time to move on. Don't worry I'm used to it. I was wrong tho. I do think our story ends here.

Current Mood: Sad.

Current Music: He Is, (Health remix). Ghost

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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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