These are my Happy Moments. These are when I get to pretend my life is normal snd I am still free. Not brought down by the last 30 years of being an adult and responsibilities. Im going to have fun.
I may be stuck in hamilton because of responsibilities both here and Niagara. But I am not bound by them. There are reasons much of my social circle are elsewhere and why I prefer to go elsewhere to have fun. I have options, I could be elsewhere. Alberta, Vancouver, Toronto even Windsor. I choose to stay for the moment. But I could move on and never look back.
I have a good life and good freinds. But I also have enemies. At least some of them i dont sweat because they are cowards that would never say word one to my face. But I do care because an attack on me is a possible threat to those that I love. But I'm not the only one with loved ones, and while I'm at peace with my life and my place in it. I 100% still know how to wage a war. If i have to defend myself I will. I am fucking sick of a past I was never comfortable being around to begin with and who to this day still owes me fucking money attacking me because I dont agree with her politics beliefs. Thats fine. Because I could destroy her with a sentence. But guess what, you and others like you are mosquitos in the over all drama in my life...
...so im gonna ignore you and keep stage diving and having fun in toronto and other places. Hamilton isn't home. It never was. Its just the place I keep returning to. All my enemies are here. There is only one person keeping me here and I am very aware of that fact. And only that fact is the reason I remain.
I can remain to have my happy life because of where I live, but while I am of Hamilton, everything that made me part of hamilton is gone and all of my stronger ties save one are elsewhere. At this point that is by design.
This fucking city is dead to me. Appropriate and the way it should be.
I do epic things. And sometimes I don't even remeber the scope of the epicness of them because i am drunk like last night. It still doesnt mean it wasn't a cool fucking thing.
I would rather have fun and not to damage to anyone else in this lifetime. But never forget i am a soldier and a warrior seeking peace. I throw around and get throw around by other large men for fun. Never underestimate my capability to wage war. Just because I have chosen another path doesn't mean that I am any less a threat. I can still handle myself. And I never fucking back down.
To anyone. Goverment agencies included.
These are my Happy Moments. These are when I get to pretend my life is normal snd I am still free. Not brought down by the last 30 years of being an adult and responsibilities. Im going to have fun.
I may be stuck in hamilton because of responsibilities both here and Niagara. But I am not bound by them. There are reasons much of my social circle are elsewhere and why I prefer to go elsewhere to have fun. I have options, I could be elsewhere. Alberta, Vancouver, Toronto even Windsor. I choose to stay for the moment. But I could move on and never look back.
I have a good life and good freinds. But I also have enemies. At least some of them i dont sweat because they are cowards that would never say word one to my face. But I do care because an attack on me is a possible threat to those that I love. But I'm not the only one with loved ones, and while I'm at peace with my life and my place in it. I 100% still know how to wage a war. If i have to defend myself I will. I am fucking sick of a past I was never comfortable being around to begin with and who to this day still owes me fucking money attacking me because I dont agree with her politics beliefs. Thats fine. Because I could destroy her with a sentence. But guess what, you and others like you are mosquitos in the over all drama in my life...
...so im gonna ignore you and keep stage diving and having fun in toronto and other places. Hamilton isn't home. It never was. Its just the place I keep returning to. All my enemies are here. There is only one person keeping me here and I am very aware of that fact. And only that fact is the reason I remain.
I can remain to have my happy life because of where I live, but while I am of Hamilton, everything that made me part of hamilton is gone and all of my stronger ties save one are elsewhere. At this point that is by design.
This fucking city is dead to me. Appropriate and the way it should be.
I do epic things. And sometimes I don't even remeber the scope of the epicness of them because i am drunk like last night. It still doesnt mean it wasn't a cool fucking thing.
I would rather have fun and not to damage to anyone else in this lifetime. But never forget i am a soldier and a warrior seeking peace. I throw around and get throw around by other large men for fun. Never underestimate my capability to wage war. Just because I have chosen another path doesn't mean that I am any less a threat. I can still handle myself. And I never fucking back down.
To anyone. Goverment agencies included.
I spent years being good to people. Even people that u have forgotten or that I fucking call enemy, I should have been focused elsewhere and I paid the price for it. Not everyone who is by your side is a freind. Some people are only around you when they have an agenda.
I have no agendas. I dont even have anger or enimity for those I don't like, I only regret being good to some people who never fucking ever repaid it, just took advantage over and over.
Guess what I don't mind being the villoan and the bad guy. I embrace the darkness and I use it as a strength. I know where other skeletons on their closets are too.
I choose to not be angry. I choose to move on. Some people that are angry at me for something they did to me have to live with the fact that they did nothing when I needed them. And therefore in my mind unless you give me a reason to fucking notice you you dont exist.
If you are a threat to me then you are a threat to my loved ones and I can and will be a threat to you.
Never understand my kindness foursome weakness. I may be a good person but I'm not a very nice man and I can make you life hell with my words.
Its better for you to be ignored than to be my enemy. You dont even deserve the respect the one I would truly call my enemy does.
And I have enough in my life to deal with because of that, I dont need anyone like you creating a distraction almost a decade after I cut ties with you. However you have no idea of the damage and destruction I could inflict.
Stay dead. Thats all you and the rest of the people like you ever were to me. Corpses. There are better people rotting in prison than people like you who just take advantage of people and then discard them like trash. Meanwhile the real trash has skeletons rotting in their closet and I could do a lot more damage to you.
Rot like the trash you are. You are forgotten. You and all all your kind.
Comments