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-Ehh first off, anything you knew about Jack before 2007 keep in in ya mind but at the furthest depths. I've changed so much over that past two years sometime I don't recognize myself. I’m a philosopher, a transcendentalist an often times a very sociable loner. I like to stay in my head and love ppl who can get in there. Only reason I keep to my self is because most people don’t understand me. The things I say and why I say them. My personality is often too big or to loud most of the time is because I’m too real.
-I’m still on my mission of self discovery. I wanna find out who I am, what purposes can I serve. I’ve been riding the fence on just about everything for a long time. But now wanna choose sides, find my values and convictions and stop letting people step over me. I’m here whether you wanna recognize it or not. I’ve cried a lot and I still do, but that’s all in the spirit of things. My skin is tough as hell but heart is still soft.
-I’m one hell of a guy, as a friend I’m probably one of the best. I do my best not to let my ppls down. I got anybodies back anytime. I’ll listen to you cry at 3 in the morning if that’s what you need. As a lover I love with all I got. Like a lot of ppl I’ve had my heart broken but even the bf’s (yes bf’s) couldn’t do as much damage as other ppl have. So yeah I have my insecurities and negative theories about humane relations, but for some reason it never kept me from loving. It may be my weak point but I think its what also makes me the strong.
-Love, what an idea. When someone can show me what it truly is, then maybe one day I’ll finally be at ease. I know like it sounds like a lot of pressure guys. I’m just lookin for someone to prove me wrong, that you all aren’t the same and I’m not that crazy for bein the way I am. I’m a lover and a fighter therefore I fight for love and anything I believe is worth holding on to. I hate weak ppl, point blank. I wasn’t raised to be weak and I will not compensate for anybody else’s. I know I sound righteous and thats probably because I am. Righteous in what I believe.
-So if I haven’t scared you off by now, that means your probably worth the conversation so hit me up. I’m not looking for extra credit or some kind of congrats for being who I am. I’m just looking for people to understand. This little box they try to put me in here can never be enough to sum me up it takes personal experience to get the whole picture.
..Travis Madison (Jack Nimble), Scholar, poet, human.Who is Jack Nimble: Jack Nimble is a series of words that contain verbs, nouns and periods He is a conscious...a conscious like no other. He an experience that everyone must experience. He is a song that must be heard, a line that must be spoken. Something close to a trend and something almost meant to offend but never be oppressed. He is kind, he is mean he is whatever he wants to be. He must be a poet of course but a poet not like many you've heard before. He is a guy looking for love maybe friendship not bullshit. He does what he does and expects and accepts consequence. He is well worth the time spent. He's made it this far on his own two feet but thats not saying that nobody ever helped him. He sheds tears and drinks water and always care to bother. He holds out his hand for the man in need not because its a good deed but because he's in need. He gains experience for the things he has not experienced. He longs to be a prince if he not be a king. He is a story thats still being told. He loves to write because word are his worth. He is passion like none on this earth. He is trying hard to be a man, I mean trying as hard as he can. He has fears and his doubts about life, like sometimes is it worth it to try and reach to that height. He wants wings so he can fly and to be sucked dry so he can't cry. He wants to be normal but loves to be different. He is strong, maybe not, on most occasions he is. He loves movies and rain, walks and the wind. He watches trees as they blow, kids as they play, people as they walk. And he loves to talk his conversations never end. He is a man with emotion but afraid to expose them. He is everything he wants and tries to be. He is everything. He is all of the above.

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Broad

Gaudy little sparkles drift down your neck,tumbling across hills into valleys.Which is more of a sight to see?.. ..Visible is the shape your body makes.You hug the dress it doesnt hug you.Sex squeeze...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 14:49:00 GMT

Sometimes

Whats the point?Another meaningless conversationAnother chance for me to try and pry into your mindAnother chance to cry.I wonder who I am now.The storm is over and the waves of over bearing emotions ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 18:22:00 GMT

Point

Cut deeper into the line and watch the heart ache spill out. words like dry ice so cold they can tear you apart.This wound festers and aches sending chillsand the body does not take well to ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 08:55:00 GMT

When its over is it over?

The over flow of over bearing emotions has come over me rather quickly.And over time I have begun to get over it but when its over whos left with me.If I have an over abudance of malice or Im over joy...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 20:14:00 GMT

Karma

No longer will the chastised children who stand on hard, hot, blacks surfaces shrinking into themselves because a timid voice is too low to scream out, besubdued by the repulsive characters who skew t...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 14:39:00 GMT

One night jack

It just ain't the same if it aint with you.Someone whos more then a one night fool.Our bodies may touch but our hearts will not. But can't think of ways to tell him to stop.Theres no pas...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 11:42:00 GMT

Expect to be dissapointed (not finished)

Who do you think I am?You have absolutely no idea whoI am not exactly what you expectedand I far exceed your expectationsI am never an imitationI make plan and start linesDon't undermine me because th...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 00:11:00 GMT

This body is not mine

This is my body But this body is not mineOver time I begin to see disgust reflected in the fractured relfection of this self that is not I.And in my eye not theirs I see this vison.The floor boards of...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 17:33:00 GMT

Ni hao, zaijian

I think its about time I just say goodbyeFeels like its timeMy best memory of you is sidewalks and the stars. Just your presence, In every sense of the wordIt was never about physical, I want you to k...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 21:45:00 GMT

?untitled?

Out on the sea shore is where she liedThere on the street is where I watched her perish at the hands of her enemywith their poisous toxins, what they called drugscrack to be specific is was so crazy y...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 23:17:00 GMT