I'm trying to stop dieing. Inside and out. I am tired of death.
I realize that my path has and been and will continue to be wrought with treacherous experience and the weight of many more then I would think I could hold.
But I can hold them. I can hold it all. I have no choice. By definition it is who I am.
I love to express myself in as pure a way as possible. This is why I love to fight. This is why I love to bleed. This is why I am able to survive on the inside, while everything else falls apart.
I know that I do hold this experience in solitude.
I know that there are many more of us out there.
I know that most of you don't understand, and I hope that you never do.
But for those of us who are in it...thanks for checking in.
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Nice reading you again. Please continue checking in.
I hope that what you're going through only makes you stronger in the end, man.
That picture of you holding your daughter is beautiful. Never forget that.
Peace to you, friend.
there's a song by accept death 'I pray god fails' that got stuck with me ever since you posted an entry on your blog (i can't find that post tho). I hope the song is in no way resemblant of what you've been going through as of late. Peace.
I definitely feel you.
it really goes without saying, I am a part of many people who need your expression. whatever is going on will only make you stronger. your fans love you and hope the best. Your music helps me get through shitty times, though I am a face in the crowd, I support you no matter what you are fighting. here's hoping the sky breaks the storm.
I hear you. I feel this everyday.
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