My name is Jacob Morales. I'm Fourteen years of age, and I'm in 9th grade, attending Mckean High.
I have the taste for females & males alike, and I don't believe in a higher power. I have reasonable explanations for each of my decisions, which are rarely made on impulse, over the years I've learned to think over things. I Don't let myself believe anything other than the truth, or allow desire best me, for fear of losing my sanity, which seems to be slowly harder to hold with each day. I'm really aware when it comes to others moods, I can tell what emotions people are feeling the majority of time, and how it feels to experience what they have.
I like expressing myself through writing, I write poetry a lot, & Sometimes write stories when I get imagination sparks. I play guitar as well, and am currently looking for a new band, and I'm in a solo project, somewhat. I spend so much time just thinking, and I learn so much just by wondering, pretty soon I'm not sure there will be much left to think about. I Don't dwell on the past, yet try not to forget any of it. I really love music with a passion, whoever invented it in the first place, I love you. I listen to my Ipod more than 60% of the day, & blast music while at home. I go to concerts almost every other weekend, so when there's a good show around the DE area, I'm more than likely to be there.I get along with the majority of people I meet, I try my best not to get off on the wrong foot with people, and to keep it that way. I'm really starting not to give half a shit about what my impression is to people though, just cause the fact I've dealt with so many fake people, and I'm really getting tired of it, I feel as though the majority of people I know aren't even themselves. I take pleasure in knowing the fact that everything in this world is tied to something else. I enjoy peaceful things, every morning possible, I'll get up early & watch the sun rise. I have a lot more potential then people deem me to have. I have high hopes for myself, and hope I'll make myself a part of history, rather than be washed away with the tide.
These words typed on a keyboard aren't ever going to fully explain me, And truly I don't think I've allowed anyone to ever figure me out, But you can try to be the first by talking to me.
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