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I have never met Dezmond

November 9 2022

Jesus says to the saved: I was hungry, and you gave Me food; I was thirsty, and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger, and you took Me in; I was naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me or provided comfort. Then the righteous will, say, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, thirsty, naked, sick, or in prison, and minister to you? And the King will say to them, as you did it to one of the least of these, you did it to Me.’ --- to you who read this - go and do likewise // and its not 1 and done, but 1 is still better than none

More About Me

November 2 2022

I am 36 years old. A Pisces. Currently doing a 10 year sentence for unlawful possession of a firearm by felon. I have 2 years flat so far as of November 1, 2022. It is a non-aggravated sentence, so I am doing everything in my power to get home. By involving myself in classes, taking in inventory of the past, and moving forward in a positive direction. All to overcome my adversities. One day I have plans of moving up north to Vermont and building a business, having a small farm. Living tiny. One day I would love to have a family and be a good husband and father. I am single again and am very grateful I have been able to rest my life from the toxic relationships that I was connected to from my past. I am really into health, well-being, working out, spiritual practices, starting each day with coffee and morning meditation. All with purpose. I am an optimist, my cup is always half full. Never half empty. I love the outdoors, hiking, backpacking, camping, and I really love the ocean. I am going to be working hard, saving money, and spending as much time in nature as possible. When I can, painting, tattooing, taking picture and enjoying the outdoors. Keeping in the direction of my long term goals of owning/operating a barber co.

Anthony Bell #02062222

November 2 2022

The measure of intelligence is the ability to change – Albert Einstein

Prison changes you.  Facts. If you have never been here there is no true way to express to you the trial by fire. You watch prison TV shows for fun, I live that life day by day. I live my life in a 9x12 box the size of your bathroom. I punish my body every day not to look good for you, but to be ready at any time to fight for my life. I said all that to make you understand that all that is nothing…Nothing! Compared to the mental struggle we fight every day. I refuse to let these 4 walls define who I am as a man. I choose daily to try and be a better man and match my actions to my hope to escape the bonds of poverty and the “Hood” mentality that got me here. If you knew my hopes, my dreams, how much I want to connect with a real person, you would already be writing me.

I hope you feel my struggle and try to walk a mile in my shoes. Mail is like a mental escape for me, where my mind escapes and drifts around the words you have written and takes me to your world. And with all that I still promise to stay positive and strive daily to be better than yesterday! Do you want to try it with me? You only live once. Tempt fate. I hope to hear from you soon.

Peace & Respects,

Anthony

Nathan Helburn #98196

November 2 2022

Nate’s Blog – August 2022
These are the places I’ve lived and played: Indonesia, Jakarta, Batam, Bali – the best-avoid tourist areas!
Louisiana – Baton Rouge, New Orleans, New Iberia, Franklin. Great place – Food, hospitality, growing up – dangerous during Mardi Gras.
Thailand – Hai You, Bangkok, Pattaya, Chaing Mai, Udon, Udorn – Awesome but not a developing old Siam anymore. Avoid motorcycles!
Cambodia – Siem Reap, Phnom Phen, Poi-Pet – Like Thailand 30 year ago – too many European backpackers and pedophiles.
Montana – Bozeman, Three Forks, White Sulfur Springs – God’s Country.
Colorado – Aspen, Fort Collins, Boulder, Denver – Dress for the slopes – Never leave the bar.
Florida – Disney World, Crack Cocaine for kids.
Texas – Houston, Katy, Galveston, San Antonio, Bellaire – Oil Country – Everyone Aggressive and Armed.
Wyoming – Yellowstone, Big Horn County, Cody – Where the men are men and the sheep are scared!
Nevada – Las Vegas, Henderson – Where did my money go?
Arizona – Phoenix, Sun City – Dry heat, cool off at Taco Cabana.
Japan – Tokyo, Osaka, Nagasaki – Cute, bring money.
Korea – Seoul, Busan, Mok-Po – Black belts and Sodu!
China – Shekou – Witnessed executions.
Taiwan-Taipai – Traffic Jam
Laos-Vientien – Quiet and sleepy!
Myanmar – Burma – Stay on tourist route!
Singapore – Jurong, Changi, Holland village – Total rat race – Death for drugs!
Brunei– Dry country but nice.
Mexico – Too easy to destroy liver and nose. Dangerous!
I have a bucket list but I would like to build a villa on the South Pacific in Papua New Guinea and brew my own wine, want to help?
Peace and love,
Nate

 

 

 

David Knutsen #59569

November 2 2022

Hello All…
I’m looking for someone who I can talk and relate to, preferably women ages 38-55ish.
I come from a time period the likes of which those of (us) few were able to experience.
That time period was “The Big 80’s”, where music was the reason, music was our choice, our way of expression and represented our lives.
There truly will never be another time in this age like it, as “Generation X” ruled and (we) made the myths a genuine reality. Not the flower children of the 60’s. Music was raw, dangerous and experimental. It influenced our clothing, our slang. Remember West Hollywood, Sunset Strip and Vine (!?!?). A scene no one will ever see again and died in ’98. At least Axl Rose is keeping it real…
Movies were a blast, there’s just so much. The 90’s brought the end there was still some of (us) that desperately hung on man!
I’ll be here on the other side waiting – “Catch ya on the flip side”.
Dirty Diamond Dave

 

 

In need of penpal

October 30 2022

This is my boy tyson he's got a big personality loves a good conversation to help pass the time enjoys a good laugh

Thomas Lam

October 27 2022

Morpheus said in the first Matrix movie:

The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. When you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessman, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of people we're trying to save, but until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. and many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system that they will fight to protect it.

How many truly understand this?

Arturo Orozco Jr #R-25704

October 26 2022

“Man Up Part 2 Son”

Aaaaayy-yo…Buggin Bee word-up aint keeping it real to yourself you gotta man up son…doing da same o same o (financially) and expecting different results, gotta find a investment to flip money study the hustle and gamble in it spend some paper don’t be afraid of losing yaaaa meeeaaann word-up son man up Bee…you wanna be a baller like us you gotta take risks, feel me?! You want a fine chic then you gotta be on top of yo A-game then that comes on its own. Chics want a real nigga with paper doing gangster things big bank account be able to romance them buy them a whip a crib freak them good nasty all simultaneously son you gotta man up foreal Bee…But first put each chic through a test ask her for some paper to see if she gold diggin trying to use you, word-up yo don’t be a sucker Bee wise up, you gotta get yo paper stacked like us son because you mad bummy foreal…Man up son listen to these chics singin read between da lines son. You gotta do real things Bee…Listen to these songs…I’m out yo.

Peace

Song Dedications:

“Hood Rat Shit” By: Megan Thee Stallion

“Up N Down” By: Chinese Kitty

“Sleep Sleep” By: Latto

“F.N.F.” (Let’s Go) By: Glorilla

 

 

Aaron Susa #A1065513

October 26 2022

My First Love
By: Nostalgia Black

I knew her long ago, and knew here well.
You might say “she is all grown-up now”. A tall, pale, beauty who never tires of holding her burden high for all to see, while she watches over America from the East to the West and bring hope to all who see her. Doing her part to make our country great.
But I knew her when we were both much younger. Our relationship began when I was but a toddler, hiding behind my mother’s skirts.
She gave me the assurance that I’d needed.
To run, to explore, to live…
To laugh, to enjoy and to know. She gave me a freedom I had never known.
I was free to be me!
But one day she asked me, “Do you love me?”
And I looked away guiltily, knowing that soon I would leave her for another.
In fact there were two. Similar, but different.
One would play tricks and dare me to do ridiculous things, while the other reassured me that we were all having fun.
With every dare that I’d completed, I was rewarded with giggles, while the scantily clad sisters would dance about, seductively, occasionally taking off their tops and tossing them at me playfully, then covering up their breasts as they ran away laughing!
I was fascinated by them and mesmerized by their beauty as well. And so I always followed behind!
Until one day I had met one truly more astonishing.
It happened one day shortly after the twins ran away. I followed them into the woods, only to find myself lost.
Eventually I stumbled upon a road that was overgrown with weeds. As I was deciding in which direction I would take, I heard a very strong woman’s voice, which was both smooth and cold like silk sheets on a bed that has not yet been slept in.
“I see you are lost”, she said. “Take my hand and I will guide you”.
As I turned around, my breath caught in my throat.
Standing before me was a woman more fair than I had ever seen. Her facial features were stern, but remarkable as well.
I was in awe by the way the wind would blow through her gown, revealing her voluptuous curves, and the generous mound at the apex of her thighs.
I could tell by the bounce of her breasts and the nipples protruding from them that she wore no garments underneath.
But what had me perplexed was not the long, dark scarf she wore over her eyes as a blindfold, but rather that I took her hand and let her lead the way!
Along the way we had discussed many things, including God, the country and the laws of the land.
I had forgotten all about the twins and to be honest: this woman was so righteous that I wanted to be with her forever.
After what felt like minutes, but could’ve been hours, we came to a bland looking building. My lady pulled a scale from under her robe while a masculine, corpulent woman in blue approached us.
My lady said, “What’s right is right and must be done. Our time has come to pass so I leave you here with Jezebel until we meet again”.
And with that, Jezebel slammed shackles around my wrists and ankles. Then she led me to the front door of the building. I turned around but my lady was nowhere to be seen.
I was then led down a very long corridor where I could hear various screams, diabolical laughter and insidious moaning, scraping and banging.
Oh, the constant banging!
The farther we traveled, the louder it got.
Finally, we came to a door.
“What is this?” I asked.
“This is your home”, she said as she pushed me inside and locked the door from the outside. Inside the room I found everything I needed to survive; a sink, a toilet, a bed, some clothes, books and even a radio!
Jezebel brings me food and let’s me shower 3 times a week. Sometimes if I’m good, she’ll even give me extra food. It’s been 12 long years and things are going great between Jezebel and I.
I belong to her now.
And even though she gives me everything I need, I can’t help but to feel like I’m missing something. I just can’t…
As I lay on my hard mat and stare at the ceiling, I glance at the lightbulb and it burns a pulsating, red and yellow dot into my retinas and I’m reminded of a girl I used to know.

 

 

Donald Gibson #00469140

October 26 2022

Hello, writing to give an update on myself. After all these years of negative in my life, it feels great to write and share the good things that are going on in my life at this point. Well, first thing I would like to share is I just got enrolled in another college course. Yep, going for another degree, this one for “Criminal Justice” (defense lawyer) and I’m also in welding school. I’ve seen what welders are making out there, so I’m grinding it out getting everything I can while it’s free. Learning everything I can to reach the goals I’ve set for myself once I regain my freedom and speaking of freedom. I’ve also earned more good time to shorting my prison sentence. Right now I’m set to be released December 3, 2023. Yeah, I’m on the countdown LOL.

Getting in the new college course I had to move to a different part of the prison. Unfortunately does not have WIFI where I’m at. But you can still send me emails and pictures. They print them out and send them to me. You have to send me your mailing address if you want me to respond. I’ll write you a handwritten letter and respond to your email within 3 days. So hit me up through the JPAY.com email and don’t forget to send your address. I will be finished with this college course by February and then we will be able to email.