Fuck this shit
Well i hope everyone is happy. No more venting. It is much better to run than fight. Almost 19 years of it. What happens when you stay andfight. You lose, even when you win. I've givin' what I had to give and now, broken and cold I leave the battlefield to go home. Back to my old self. Back to the old days when all I needed was a flask and a friend. In the words of our indian friend,I will fight no more forever. If it dosen't fall right into my hands then it can hit the ground and stay. No more working to get what you want. In the end it's just dust in the wind. So fuck it. Everything is oing to fuck you in the end so why even try.
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'cause low man is due
Please forgive -Metallica "Low mans lyric"
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'cause low man is due
Please forgive -Metallica "Low mans lyric"
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