And I don’t ever wanna know what it feels like
to be a shadow of myself
and I don’t ever wanna come back down from this feeling
What makes you think that you know what’s better for me?
And I don’t think you wanna see what’s underneath
your made up version of me

There you go again believing
that the truth is what you’re reading
Talk some shit I haven’t heard before.
If you’ve got something to say
Don’t wanna talk about it
If you need someone to blame
Don’t wanna cry about it
I measure life in minutes but these critics think they’ve got me figured out

Hatred is a bitter, damaging emotion. It winds itself through the blood, infecting its host and driving it forward without any reason. Its view is jaundiced and it skews even the clearest of eye sights.

Sacrifice is noble and tender. It’s the action of a host who values others above himself. Sacrifice is bought through love and decency. It is truly heroic.

Vengeance is an act of violence. It allows those who have been wronged to take back some of what was lost to them. Unlike sacrifice, it gives back to the one who practices it.

Love is deceitful and sublime. In its truest form, it brings out the best in all beings. At its worst, it’s a tool used to manipulate and ruin anyone who is stupid enough to hold it.

Don’t be stupid.

Sacrifice is for the weak. Hatred corrupts. Love destroys. Vengeance is the gift of the strong.

Move forward, not with hatred, not with love. Move forward with purpose. Take back what was stolen. Make those who laughed at your pain pay. Not with hatred, but with calm, cold rationale.

Hatred is your enemy. Vengeance is your friend. Hold it close and let it loose.

May the gods have mercy on those who have wronged me because I will have no mercy for them.