My Son Max turns twenty.

Tonight I will go into Town and celebrate my son Maximus turning twenty years of age. We will truly celebrate as fathers and sons do, and no doubt get very drunk. That said, my heart is dark at the moment over the realisation of what Katie did to me, and the Anger I feel right now is so intense, that I just need to vent it, in this case on the bastard whom stole my fiancee and family from me. Dark dangerous thoughts in my head. To be frank, I want to kill him.... I know its wrong, but the lies and deceptions from the one I love, and people whom I thought were friends of some five years?, these have surrounded me these last months, and have come to a head. This is one hell of a start to my new year.
                                                                              Well you know what, screw it!, we will have fun.