*tick....tock*
....time has finally run out on this clock.
And all it took was some bullsh*t that had nothing to do with anything, but a lot to do with a lot.
I beat the so-called unbeatable one. I had his gold. It was mine...or so I thought.
Through all the bullshit...I rose above and took down the biggest mouth....or so it had seemed.
Even though I still have a shot at the world title at a future date in my back pocket...Havoc was supposed to be the opening act. It was supposed to be MY coming out party.
I smacked the fu*king bully in his fat ass mouth and shut him the fu*k up...until he was given his damn voice again....
....and to be honest, I don't even blame him.
He wasn't the only one wronged out there. He was just the only one with the means to make it right for himself.
Michael James was not the superior man at Havoc. He gave me everything he had in the ring, and he couldn't put away the little fu*king waste of a wrestler. That much is 100% fact.
Doesn't make me the better man either. That moment was stolen from me...stolen by someone who let their personal issues f*ck up my money...my business.
And now I'm stuck in this tag match, facing two men I've beaten in the ring, officially and unofficially, and teaming with the world heavyweight champion.
And frankly...I don't give a damn about any of them, or this match.
Believe what you want, say what you feel.
Dosesn't make any of it real.
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