I decided im done. I lived in darkness for almost my entire life and I finally see the light. The only way I can go forward is to not look behind, and to be honest, a lot of this stuff is slowing me down. Hate me or not, I gotta fix number one, and aint no one going to be the best friend to you more than yourself, and if you treated yourself like crap for a long time and allowed bad company to infiltrate your entire being, your wrong! So I been a wrong soldier. Time to square away and that means lightening my load. If your angry, your enther riding on my coat tails, or genuinely hurt, and if your the latter, than hit the gas and start grabbing gears and find me, because I can't wait around anymore. I want out of all of this, I want a new environment, life, dwelling, hell almost everything. Because this old life is so bloke!


Operation: Lipid protein separation. (means cutting the fat off the steak). I'm not angry, but I aint playin anymore. Be safe, take care, you guys do what you do, and this is space cadet signing off with a final message as I sail off into new realms previously unexplored or molested.