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Whenever someone says something about me, whether it is ex-friends, people I know, dumb fucks off the street or even my family, I have quite giving a shit what any one says. I’ve realized that if I dwell on everything that people have said about me in my life I would be miserable and depressed all the time.
In my short 19 years of life I’ve been called everything from a devil-worshiping, drug addict, alcoholic to a potential murderer. And while all of these accusations have pissed me off, and rightfully so, I can move on. And while I’ll never forget, and probably never forgive, and these people will ever be apart of my life again, I can’t dwell on them or what they say, because that would give them control over my life and I’m not willing to let that happen
I’ve also been told that without certain people in my life that I will be all alone and I will have no friends… well that doesn’t even warrant a comment because while they have their flakes and psudo-friends, I have true friends that they could only hope for.
So, until someone can come up with an accusation that can stick, or an insult that has some fragment of truth in it, I will remain what I always have been… an untouchable, immovable, unfuckwithable giant amongst midgets.
So whenever someone thinks they know me and can start to judge me… please fuck off, because what people DON’T know about me I can just about fit in this fucking galaxy…
As always, your humble host,
xXx
PEACE!
Daniel Aries