From: Erik Robinson [robie69@gmail.com]

Sent: 4/6/2011 3:51:43 AM

To: <deleted>

Subject: really?

Yes, really.

When is this going to end?

When is WHAT going to end?  Our friendship already ended months ago.  Your misery is self induced by your actions and I can only assume that when you stop lying to yourself and everyone you know that MAYBE you’ll get some peace.

seriously, it was all fun and games for a while, but is she really going to try and get my KIDS taken away?

Wake up, pal.  I’m not getting your kids taken away but I’ll help anyone that is.  You’re a horrible fucking parent.  Your kids are BEGGING to not be with you and if you ever bothered to care about them then you’d KNOW that you’re a worthless pile of shit.  Alas, you let it be known loud and clear that ERIK comes first.  Who comes second or third I don’t know – but it doesn’t seem to be your kids.

How far is this going to go?

Again, how far is WHAT going to go?  I realize you wrote this at 4AM and were likely high as hell but could you TRY to make sense before wasting people’s time?

Can we just say  “good game “, declare her the winner, and go back to being friends?

I don’t know that we were ever friends.  I was a pretty good friend, you seemed to be absent in that relationship…often.  Whatever it was it’s something I never want to go back to.  Let’s be honest here.  You are a back stabbing scumbag that I want no association with anymore.

That being said, you’ll never appreciate just how much of a friend I was by going to court and putting my name through the mud to try to save your kids through the bullshit you REFUSE to see as a problem right now.  They now have a shot at a healthy, normal life.  YOU now have a chance to get your own shit together.  Whether or not you will, I have no idea.  Either way, your kids won’t grow up to hate you.  They may feel badly for you.  They may look down on you.  They won’t write you off with a vengeance and gag over the memories of daddy drugged out on the couch.  Or of daddy alienating yet ANOTHER adult that loved them and sticking with the ones that don’t give a damn.

And although I had to mention your mother once in regards to using hydrocodone and I do think that she doesn’t manage her problems well…I DID stand up for her a few times.  I didn’t lie and say she’s a total role model, but when she was over at your house with the kids she tried to clean up your mess for them and she DID spend time doing things with them.  I can’t fault her there.  She looked like she was trying and enjoying it.  Truth?  You KNOW she has problems and you should be ashamed that she’s trying to clean up yours while dealing with hers.

I’m going to assume not, but I like to try and resolve things with as minimal conflict as possible.

Which is why you were all balls out on your Facebook page and demanding that anyone and everyone “bring it on”.  

You’re so full of shit.  Do you think ANYONE believes a word you have to say?  You’ve set your credibility on fire and extinguished it with urine more times than I care to count.  You are and always will be a worthless liar.  And that’s YOUR doing.  YOUR choice.

I haven’t been monitoring your damn internet traffic, turning it off, or anything else of the sort. It’s kinda nice to know you guys thought I would, but I’m too lazy for that stuff, and there’s plenty of more interesting things to do than watch someone download Ubuntu Iso’s. 

Right, you haven’t been monitoring it which is why you know about our Ubuntu downloads.  WTF?  Try sending e-mails when you’re sober you dumbass.  How were those bath salts, anyway?

I know you have no control, I’d just like some sort of truce. 

Actually, Michael has control now because, unlike you, he took responsibility for his actions and willingly sought help.  A truce with you is the last thing on either of our agendas.  We know who you are and what you do.  Hell man, I told you – I used to BE you! 

for the record,

-the Myspace profile with my junk hanging out.
-the christmas card, who knows who’s seen that by now.
-she nearly got me pounded for some things she put on topix.
-She got my father to believe I was a drug addict, and we didn’t talk for a month.
-She’s probably a driving case in the custody battle

Thanks for the checklist so I knew what to expect from your lawyer, who I felt bad for.  I wonder if he was really a bad lawyer or if he was just that unprepared because you bailed out so often on meeting with him so he COULD be prepared.  The driving case in the custody battle are your ACTIONS.  WHAT YOU DID!  WHAT YOU DO!  The kicker?  I always pointed all your crap out along the way.  Wasting MY time trying to help you and what did I get?  I got shit on.  So fuck off.  Go live your life however you want now.  Go OD and die if that’s your journey of choice.  I stopped trying to make time to care about you a LONG time ago.

You ARE an addict.  I told the truth.  If they believed it it’s because they KNOW you.  Get help and quit being a loser and they’d trust you more because they’re GOOD PEOPLE and don’t deserve your crap.  If you didn’t talk for a month it’s because of YOUR actions.  Again, take responsibility – grow up.

-Sent Mike the info about my topix name. I’m sure he’s plotting my death about now.

What he does or does not do is his own choice.  When I sent him that info I was clearing MY conscience.  I made no promise of fake friendship, I apologized to him for anything that I wrote and told him not to let your stupid shit get in the way of his rehab and then I wished him well.  You’re poison to that kid just like you are to EVERYONE you know!

I’m sure there’s more. Is she plotting my death? 

Why waste my energy doing something you’ll wind up doing to yourself in about five years.  You’re a junkie.  You refuse help and lie at every turn to avoid getting better.  You know admitting to having a problem means you have to take responsibility for getting better.  If you had gone into this admitting your problem and ASKING for help you would have stood a chance at eventually getting custody of your kids, even if they were removed temporarily. 

It’s her choice. We were great friends for a while, probably one of the best I ever had. 

“We” weren’t great friends.  _I_ was a great friend.  A great friend that repeatedly got shit on and we both know the ONLY reason you sent this was as some last minute hail mary to save your ass.  Do you _really_ think of your friendship as some great bargaining chip?  Seriously?  You’re pathetic.  

I heard that my day in court was just about the only day you (a) Showed up on time (b) Showed up dressed for court (c) Didn’t look like a total hobo.  I will take credit for that and pretend that my presence inspired you to at least try to seem respectable.  In another life I would have thought that those actions meant there was hope for you.  I don’t have time to be that naive anymore.

Going to court wasn’t about you.  It was about the kids.  I care more about them than I ever cared about you.  You are too stuck on yourself to ever, EVER believe that. 

Christ, you were crying to people on New Years about how I’m so evil and have a list of guys that I’ve “done wrong” and that you’re going to be next?  Shit.  You don’t even rank enough to make it to my fucking list.  You bring down its value.  I actually found some time during the past few months to offer my apologies to Chris, which makes me feel better in some ways.

So, have a nice life.  Have a great OD.  Have a nice death.  You won’t be
missed. 

We weren’t friends.  Just some freak set of fate that I can’t will away.  I just hope that when you finally kick it that you don’t wind up taking me with you, you asshole.

-D

Why there is another hit yesterday from an Ogdensburg Road Runner IP (67.249.234.116) at 4:30 in the morning (drug addict hours) I have no idea. Why keep searching me? I’m entirely uninteresting. Miss me THAT much? I already made it clear what they would have to do to get me to talk to them again and I am not budging.

You’ve made mistakes because you’re human. You continue to make them because you need professional help. Get it. You can’t keep claiming ignorance forever.

($20 says that he’s thinking about bringing me back into court so he can have me physically within 20 feet again.  It would take nothing less than a court order for that to happen at this point.  I just feel sorry for him.)