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Basically a collection of identity, poetry, love, art, and inspiration, with a focus on what it means to be a man written somewhere in between.

Evan. Just a young man, 16, Pennsylvania. 'Young Warrior' in Celtic, 'Youth', or 'Grace' in Scottish. 'Rock' in Hebrew; 'Good Messenger' in Greek. Enthralled by words. Aspiring Photographer, I work doing it on the side. ENTP. Want to maybe do something with Psychology and/or Writing someday.

Things I love; poetry, especially love watching slam poetry. The Hunger Games, Dead Poet's Society. Geeky nonsense. Harry Potter. Doctor Who. Psych. Robert Frost, Henry David Thoreau, Dylan Thomas, Emerson, Hart Crane, Petrarch, W.H. Auden, John Green (yes, nerdfighter), Scott Westerfeld, John Krakauer. Sonic (hedgehog and fast food restaurant). I also love to dance, too.

Disclaimer: All material is not mine unless otherwise stated, and ALL pictures taken from outside sources will be credited. If something on here should not be, I'll be glad to take it down: Message Me

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I won’t be just a paper person in a flimsy paper town.“When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.” — John Green (Paper Towns)
(by Sarah Joann)

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No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

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Nick Carraway, F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby

—Men’s dreams of their love cannot be matched by reality—men dream of fires hotter than do burn…

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Sleeping at Last (by Second.Daughter)

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Page 122 (by Diana Pinto)

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