I'm not drunk I'm free
07/14/2004 05:12 a.m.
I'm free! Sort of...the claws that were sunk into my side have been pulled out of me and they are now a gaping wound waiting for that deplorable being to throw salt into it. It hurts, but it keeps reminding me of how much pain I was put through while those claws drug me along. And how much vengence I am allowed to seek because of it. I asked them, they said I could kill him if I wanted to. They said I had that right. And that they would supply metal bats if so needed. God I feel loved.
I am currently Blessed