Hello to no one.
I died or at least the part of me that used to live and revel in this creative place is dead. I killed him, smashed his head in with an Anatomy/Physiology textbook. He did not go quietly he was loud and lonely and suffered a great deal in the end. Never mind him he's gone. I am here now. He never wanted jecle
as a name. he wanted Jackal only because his friends had a deep conversation on what animals represented each of them. His friends were potheads and being stoned off their asses felt the need to debate what he'd be. Eventually the smoke cleared on the subject not because they agreed but because someone opened a window. Jackal was mentioned and it was the closest fit being both cruel and clever smaller in stature and fiercely violent when provoked. Jackal was taken and most off spellings and variations so he was left with jecle. I have no need for a persona fursona or front.
I am Jon, nothing elaborate, no complexity, just Jon. I am a college student attempting to become an RN. I'm moderately intelligent and a complete asshole. 19 is to young to be respected and to old to be carefree. I like my coffee more cream than coffee and prefer strong teas. I Used to read and enjoy learning. A friend is more like family to me and I can love almost anyone. Its quite enjoyable to get lost, caught in the rain or in trouble. This is the me thats here now so Hi