*DIARY of SINS*: O-Town Ink

*DIARY of SINS*: O-Town Ink: "So this evening I decided to stop in my fav tattoo shop. Sharp Images, it was opened in 1999 by my sweet beautiful friend Arin Hicks. The..."

O-Town Ink

So this evening I decided to stop in my fav tattoo shop. Sharp Images, it was opened in 1999 by my sweet beautiful friend Arin Hicks. Their is where I plunged into a world of undisputed supernatural pleasurable pain.There are 5 things I love in life more than anything else. Sex, Weed, Quads, Piercings, and INK!!!!!! I love to get tattoos!! Its a life style, a personal taste, and in a lot of cases a rite of passage into a huge/new beginning in a persons life. For me it is purification thru pain as well as the piercings I have. Well today I stopped in to hang out n see some of the new faces and visit some old friends. It has bin months since I have bin in their. As always as soon as I walk thru the door I was slammed with hugs and hand shakes. As I sat and we all caught up and  I watched some ink get laid down I was popped an amazing question. "So when u wanna learn how to pierce?" I look at my friend Arin and said with a laugh. HU? She asked me again and at that point I was speechless. I told her well when you want too teach me. At that point in time my fate was sealed. She threw me the info I needed and said to be here as often as I can. Now mind you this is one of my fav things to do in my free time is get ink and have holes poked in my head and body. So to be asked to get trained to do it, let alone in a shop that I have gone to since it first opened. It was like HOLLY SHIT!!! FOR REAL!!! Everyone laughed at my excitement. I couldn't help myself, and wen I hear who would be doing most of the training. Well lets just say not to many people have this guys experience. I am absolutely honored, and cant wait to start. Now I am left with a few things to do so I can start apprenticeship. Must learn CPR, Standardized First Aid, and bloodborne Pathogens. I'm so happy I just might go celebrate by getting a couple new holes in put in my head! ;)  Here are my tattoos, I hope you enjoy.

*DIARY of SINS*: *Morning Chill Smells of old Memories*

*DIARY of SINS*: *Morning Chill Smells of old Memories*: "So I woke up this morning and went out side for the first smoke of the day. It was fuck'in cold out! Couldn't believe it, my nipps were hard..."

*Morning Chill Smells of old Memories*

So I woke up this morning and went out side for the first smoke of the day. It was fuck'in cold out! Couldn't believe it, my nipps were hard as bottle caps!LOL! Immediately I had a flash back to when I was 18. It was an October night down at one of my friends, we were having a bon-fire n there were hot chicks everywhere. The beer was flowing and the tunes were cranked. I just got done rollin a joint when this incredibly fine ass blond came stroll-in up. ;) Her name was Tasha. Ill never forget, she had big ass tits and a fine ass. N did i mention a face to die for. Mmmm!LOL! well anyway I had a 99 Camaro, full package! Fuck'in luved that car! That night after I smoked that hog leg with her n a couple of my bro's me and that Tasha chick slipped in to the front seat. Next thing i know my cock is in her mouth and my hands were down her pants! ;) Now for those of you that have never bin in the front seat of a Camaro, they don't have much seat room. So to fuck a chick in 1 of those bitches is feat in itself. I did it tho! Man what a ride it was. So sweet n so wet! we passed out after a nice 2 hour fuck session. I was amazed at how good that chick could fuck. AMAZED!! That morning I woke to her in the passenger seat staring at me with this shit eating grin. It was cold as hell out since we left the windows down all night. I asked her What? She just looked at me and giggled. Next thing I know it was on again. That cold breezy air turned into a HEATED HURRICANE of morning fuckin. ;)


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*DIARY of SINS*: Solitude and the Skeletons In Your Closet

*DIARY of SINS*: Solitude and the Skeletons In Your Closet: "Well i guess the title explain it all. Weird I know,but none the less this last month bin hell. You see I am lucky but seem to be unlucky to..."

Solitude and the Skeletons In Your Closet

Well i guess the title explain it all. Weird I know,but none the less this last month bin hell. You see I am lucky but seem to be unlucky to date a new taint in the Adult Industry. Now I'm sure your all like Bullshit! No way! Quit your bitching rite? Well theirs a lot more to it than you think. You see it all started back about a little over a year ago. My girl   "of 11yrs mind you"  were heading into town to grab some shit at the store. When she got a text from her friend. It read  "We just had sex on the internet and 600 people just watched us!". we looked at each other after she read it n laughed! With a shit eating grin on my girls face she ask them how, n where!LOL! So they gave us the link to the site n we checked it out. Well low n behold we said fuck it lets try. We set up our web cam one night n we did our thing. Was the coolest rush we had in a long time. We loved it so much we kept doing it. Went on for a year, when one day at my normal job something really fucked up happened. I was approached by a man who was getting a tour at this manufacturing plant I worked at. Well to make this part of te story short he recognize my tattoos, n hence we decided to go into porn.....

Now little did we know what all went into it but here we are. With both our hard work we got her in the bizz. She is currently working out in LA as an Adult Talent. Now I bet your wondering where this title comes in. For me this great thing that has blessed my love in here life is my personal hell at the moment. We are currently many miles apart, due to her being new in the industry she can not let it be known that she has a boyfriend. I haven't even talked to her in almost a month. The text messages stopped, I don't even get to see pics of her unless i look her up. Hurts like you don't even know. the not knowing anything, felling like your not n will never b a part of her life again. All i have is my solitude, which brings out the past demons. Lets out them skeletons you worked so hard to lock up. Mine was a nasty drug addiction. A mix of Ecstasy, Heroin, and what ever else I could find. Yea good times. Its hard not to go back to the old ways. I mean the one that got me to quit all that is not here anymore. Has a completely separate life that will never include me it seems. So i am left with every day doubt. I spend my time working out, playing on my PC, and listing to music.

Still those no good voices r their and talking their shit. Just cant make them stop, n its wherein heavy on my soul. I go to bed hoping that the next day be better. Hoping she will call, give good news, let me know when we get to reunite. My only fear is my fear of what she will think of normal me when she is a big name in the industry............

The Sounds of Grinding In My Head.....

Hello, my Name is Phil. Most Know me on Twitter as Phillip_XX_Rocker. well it seem that today to keep up with all the hype, make a name for myself, n to move forward in a vastly growing world I started this blog. Not much of a writer but there is always someone to the left and the right of me speaking into my twisted head. Filling me with ideas and mental pics that i just can record on video. So why not type this shit down rite? So here we are. Thoughts from inside my head typed down on a small page somewhere in this black hole we call CYBERSPACE!! HAHAHA! So buckle your safety belts! "this ride don't have any" N keep all hands and feet inside the cart at all times! this should get interesting. ;)