Robbie Piken
Human
If It's Not Rough, It Isn't Fun
Posts: 93
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Post by Robbie Piken on Jun 11, 2009 14:44:29 GMT -5
!I'm looking at you through the glass! -.- don't know how much time has passed...? Robbie Tiberius Piken a private journal Work in Progress...
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Robbie Piken
Human
If It's Not Rough, It Isn't Fun
Posts: 93
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Post by Robbie Piken on Jun 11, 2009 16:21:09 GMT -5
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Robbie Piken
Human
If It's Not Rough, It Isn't Fun
Posts: 93
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Post by Robbie Piken on Jun 11, 2009 17:55:50 GMT -5
The Sins of the Father [/i] [/center] So, writing in a journal is kinda girly - but it will let out a lot of information. A lot of inner angst, that I've held in most of my life. It's kinda private too, but it's kinda open. I know an enigma much? Anyways, I guess I'll start with my life in my early years. Which I wish I could say were my best years, but unfortunately they were probably some of my worst. And I can't even remember them. My mom and my dad had been married not even two months when she got pregnant with me. The only reason they got married was she was pregnant before me. But a week into the marriage she miscarried and lost who ever would have been my older sibling. My dad didn't even love her and was never faithful. He beat my mom when she was pregnant with me, and after I was born. He was an alcoholic too. To add insult to injury. I was two when my mom kicked my dad out, but he was already gone. He had many other women, and was a complete womanizer, a lot how I am now. I love the ladies and they love me, but I don't normally date - I just have one night stands. I did everything early, because while my mom was busy trying to get us money to survive I was roaming the roads. I started drinking at eleven, and I had sex for the first time when I was twelve. And drunk. And she was sixteen, and desperate. And that's when it all started. I knew I was good enough looking to not need commitment to get a release. So the string of one night stands started high gear when I hit highschool. At the Parthenon. But now I'm a junior, and I see my faults. I'm trying my best to change. It's a slow process, I'm trying not to sleep around, maybe a committed relationship, and I'm diffidently not drinking as much as before. All I have to say is, it's... the sins of a father
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