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I remember a time when I could stand on my own. It wasnt the best of times, but I stood as me. I wasnt the perfect person, but I was me. Standing seemed to be so hard and all i wanted was for it to be easier. Then one day I came across this cruthch that was just sitting there not being used. It was made of pure gold and it called out to me. It was just what I seemed to need so I picked it up and started to use it. It was wonderful. It was so easy to stand while leaning all my weight on the golden crutch. I couldnt go anywhere without that beautiful crutch of mine. One day I met a beautiful princess. From that day forward she owned my heart and I wanted to make her my queen, but odd things began to happen. I began to hear stories of a crutch that carried a twisted curse to anyone who used it. Even the princess tried to warn me but I did not listen. But alas the stories came true. The crutch started to make things happen that i didnt want to happen. I was saying and doing things that without it I would never do. I was no longer standing on my own and I was no longer the person I wanted to be. I was in jeopardy of losing those whom i cared about. So I came to the conclusion that there was only one thing to do. The crutch has to go. Sure, it will be hard to remember how to stand and walk on my own. I dont care. I deserve the right to be me. And the princess is worth every moment that i can stand on my own and she deserves to see that. So I take this crutch and I give it up. I just hope that its not too late

To those who think they can get away with keeping the most important person to me in this world away from me. To those who have lied in order to do such a thing. To those who have influenced these lies. To those who need my misery in order to feel happy. To those who are only my friend when it bennefits them. To those who feel the need to kick me when Im down. To those that pretend they give a damn for their own personal gain. To those that take advantage of my current situation to pump me for information. To those who have stabbed me in the back. To those who know who this blog is about. To those who are offended by this blog. To those who get pissed off that I wrote it. EAT IT AND PISS OFF!!!!!! P.S. Obsidian, Legs, Shwr, Loki, Sweet, Coin, Scar,Shan, Ry, Sis,......You have all been great and are not included in the above blog. HUGS TO ALL OF YOU

The layers are pealing away one by one. The thing that was me will soon be extinct. I have to fight. I have to gather up the pieces and slowly try to put myself back together. You want me to take a dive. You want me to admit defeat and walk away. I will do no such thing. No matter how many times you kick me, I will still get back up. I'm taking controll of my life back. No longer will I allow you to influence my moods. No longer will I allow you to control my emotional state. No longer will I allow you to bully me into doing things your way. One day my son will know that I fought for him. He will know that I tried to get him into a safe environment. And whether I win or lose this battle, one day he will be old enough to make the choice himselelf. On that day he will know who loves him. He will see that you have done this out of vengance for your own broken heart. I dont do what I do to be vengeful towards you because of what your trying to do to me. I do it because I love my son. Hearts will be broken in life over and over but a fathers love is forever.

Draw your weapons. Attack me if you must. My blood may spill but I shall not die. My pen has granted me the gift of immortality, and I will continue to manipulate the world around you. I will still be prowling in the darkness, waiting to inject my ink into your veins. Ram your blades into my heart and fire your bullets into my head. My life has been an open book, and my story shall live on forever. Death is inevitable, and Slasher is eternal