Well I thought everything was great and I had all kinds of cute things to tell you and maybe I will later, but now I'm just plain pissed off. "Though I tell myself it is wrong I pay him back for EVERYTHING In my mind I fly the Red Eagle As I hear his hateful words I hew him down and cut off every hideous cursed offending part In my dream I let my violent vengence take it’s course, but I had to cover so as another approached I wrote a curse upon the white wall defiling it with his filthy blood which I turned to paint as it dripped" Get out. Get out of my life! My dad's suddenly pretending he cares or something? What a joke. Just get out of my way. Poor baby, right? What if I am? You can go die too. No, I'm not really going to kill anyone. No I guess I'm not really that pissed off. I'm just mad damnit! and I guess I was just saving this particular piece for a rainy day. :-p I wrote it a long time ago and I don't think quite that way anymore..