violator-nine its not what the people say, its why the people say it - Sep 22 add/view comments (0)

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  • Here For:

    Friends, Casual Dating, Serious Dating

  • Member Since:

    Aug 06, 2003

  • Sex:

    Male

  • Dating Preference:

    Female

  • Last Login:

    8 hours ago

  • Education:

    Associate Degree

  • Primary Job:

    Computers, Hardware

  • Location:

    Groton, CT

  • Race:

    Black/African American

  • Zodiac:

    Gemini


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I wanna start by saying that I`m originally from South Florida. My orignal purpose for this page only to meet a few friends, but it seems that some people are interested in more than a friendship. So, for those of you that asked......



I`m 29 as of 06-08-09. Education level associates degree. Im in the military... So If you can deal with that then keep reading. Be sure to sign my guestbook after your done ok.



Being single for me is a choice. I have my reasons. Just dont want anyone thats not in it for the both of us. I feel like the right woman will have something to offer. Even if its only good advice. Im not lookin for financial support but hey it helps. I`m a compromising person. Very mellow; soft spoken, but direct and I demand respect. If you feeling my words, and feel you wanna chat, remember this, "I come second to none".



Now as time has passed I've learned quite a bit about myself and others as well.... For the most part, there are good people out there but they become masked by a majority of pretenders that arent sure whats there purpose for being here. I never said that I was spiritually enclined, or that i have the answers to this offense. But I can say for the most part, "Be a very analytical person to the people you encounter" you may notice the most obvious things blind to the naked eye. Choose wisely when it comes to companions, because you cant truely love more than one at a time, or it becomes another episode of who thinks they are being played. Remember men and women dont play games, we leave that for girls and boyz.... ive realized that as I've grown older my patience has become very slim for non-sense, also if you've met someone that doesnt have the same drive, or enthusiasm that you hold, you may already be on the wrong path..... Sacrifices are somethings you make from time to time, not regurlarly....... then you have given your companion the wheel, and it sucks to ride with someone when you not sure where they are headed............ I have quite a few experiences to to elaborate on,but i never let them narrow my focus abroad, most people start out good, but get steered in the wrong direction........ hold down your original purpose for bieng here. If your not sure of what it is, im sure that you will find it in due time.

Welcome, to my thoughts.......
Here are a few pieces of poetry that I wrote, and I'd like u guys to read it if u have the time. If u like it, then let it be known... send me a shout out in my guest book. Drop me a note with your opinion, but be courteous please.
These were a few words to my father that I never had the oppurtunity to to say...


The Forgotten

Liquid oxygen flowed thru my lungs as I took my last deep breath with her.
I exhaled as I met the light, I heard his voice, but couldn't understand a word he said.
He just stood there with a gander, looking me from my feet then to my head.........

He elevated me in the air, held me tightly in his palms, looked over at the woman , said its ok just stay calm....Time passed.....

It was hard to make out at first, this once so strange person; Why is he always here with me?
Why did he take the time out of his life to be with me? What made me so important to him?
The woman told me a few times, that he was my father and not to bother, to question his purpose for being around so frequently.... Time passed.

I asked questions by the dozens, which then aroused suspicions of my new cousins; how did they get here; what made them claim to be one of my own, when there birth place was not originally from my home. And why did he spend time with these new siblings, so much that I saw less of him......Once again time passed....

I saw less and less of my father, which by then had become a distant friend, that came around from time to time, which meant I saw him every now and then. This is not a form of rage, so he has no need to defend, his stance in my life that be, because in my heart we are still friends. But he's been away from me so long, all the years they add up to ten, even borrowed respect from others around, in the times I had none to lend.

I've grown older as these years passed, came to understand the way life is, came to understand a lot of things, even accepted he had more kids. Even convinced myself that I still mattered, seeing he wasn't frequently in my life; promised I'd get myself married, promised I'd have me a kid and even a wife... I'd never leave my family; well, not to take the journey of life alone, its just something I can't see within myself, its just something I cannot condone.

He took a journey without me recently, which was a step into the light, I prayed to the heavens, I prayed he left in the middle of the night. Pop please accept my simple words, it's the only way I know how to speak; I feel you left me behind on two occasions, I feel you have something left here to teach. I'll never forget where I come from, but try to understand, I'll stick around for my son, and provide the right guidance to become a man.....

Let these unspoken words meet your ears, where ever they may be;
I loved you to death pop, and may you forever rest in peace...
You will not be forgotten.....Wallace

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