true story: part I (the basement)
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true story: part I (the basement)
At 16, I was your everyday geek. My parents were going through a malignant divorce, pulling me at both ends, and driving me nuts. I spent my free time at thug mansions watching the WWF, blogging about my car, and driving to distant fast food restaurants. I wasn't embracing life as much as my graduating class, but I had my own cut of the action. These weren't my best days, but I surrounded myself with good people that kept me out of trouble.
"No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived"
- tupac
The divorce tore me up inside, continuously pitting me against my mom and dad. As bad as it was, I had my friends and found a way to deal with the pain. My senior year I had my out, accepted to Drexel, I only needed to finish the year. On my 18th birthday I was in Philadelphia for a scholarship interview at the highest point I could remember, but it was all about to change.
"So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes"
- tupac
In an attempt at divorce supremacy, my dad took the license plates off of my mom's car after his attempt to impound the vehicle failed. Overhearing the conversation, I drove over to my mom's house to tell her so it wasn't a shock the next morning. Upset by my treasonous actions, my father called the police to have my sister and I escorted out of the house. With the clothes on our back, I moved into the basement of my mom's house and she moved in with her now husband. It was cramped, but I knew it was only temporary.
Right before graduation my mom bought a house a half an hour away, and I negotiated a few months of peace with my dad before I left for school. Graduation came and went, and I had been staying with my dad for a few weeks when he impounded my mom's car. Being the final straw, I packed my bags, and moved to Philadelphia three months early.
My life changed forever...
(to be continued)
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k three ifers
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Ban!!!!
edit: just stop. seriously. you're a fuckin idiot and you're trying wayyyyy too hard to do everything that you do.
edit2: nobody is impressed, nobody knows what the fuck you're trying to do. if they do, then props to them, maybe they can explain it to everyone else, because you obviously cant.
edit3: FUCK.
edit: just stop. seriously. you're a fuckin idiot and you're trying wayyyyy too hard to do everything that you do.
edit2: nobody is impressed, nobody knows what the fuck you're trying to do. if they do, then props to them, maybe they can explain it to everyone else, because you obviously cant.
edit3: FUCK.
Last edited by k3ifers; Aug 21, 2007 at 05:43 PM.