The Sound Of Silence.

I will be here. You and I both know that. There is no one else. There is no other choice because you will destroy it. I have no question about that. Just like you destroyed everything else. But you have always forgotten, I am the approaching storm, you can’t destroy something like that. You can just tear it down a little bit. But I am a force of nature and I just smile when you drown me in gasoline and I dance in the fire. Because that’s exactly who I am. I have survived things that would have killed and broke a weaker man.

But that’s part of the attraction isn’t it? That I’m not a weaker man. I take everything you give me and some of it I am aware it is a test and I just smile and get back up on me feet and say is that all you got? Gimme more, and I do it with a fucking psychotic smile…

This is where we are at right now. You come you go. I don’t really give a shit some days. I’m busy being at peace doing amazing shit with my friends and having epic nights.

You are simply not needed unless you are willing to give it 110% percent. You’re not the only one with an all or nothing expectation.

But you’ve never given me the true moment we need. Why the hell would I pause my life for you?

Enjoy jealousy.

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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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