Name: Evan
"I looked down life's freeway... then I hit my right blinker.
Swerved out the fast lane... became less of a reactor, more of a thinker.
I'm overly fearful of death, but I also have a great fear of growing up old and alone.... creates one hell of a complex.
I'm often labeled as "misguided" or "lacking direction"... so here's how I respond to those labels:
--I'm not even 20 years old yet, but I have outstanding credit, a 401k plan, and plans to own (not rent) a house before my 23rd birthday. I'm all about that Hard God Damn Work.... sorry for cussin.... but I'll relax when I'm rich.
I could tell you a million things about me and type for about 12 hours. But instead I'll just say these things:
I love my mother... no homo.
I'm damn near 20 years old, and I've lived in the same house for my entire lifespan.
I've had a cell phone for about 7 years, and I've had the same phone number that entire time.
Nah... but more importantly... I'm the kinda guy who rarely acts in his own self interest. I usually make sure everybody else around me is happy and situated before I do something for self. So basically, I'll sacrifice my own... again and again... if my people can benefit.
Truthfully, I wanna save the world. Like... I mean, take everybody's pain away... whatever it is. Like that big brotha from Green Mile... whatever somebody's trouble is, I wanna be able to heal it. I try... but I just don't know how.
I wear my emotions on my sleeve... gift and a curse. But overall, I think I'm a decent person. I've become villified for years, but I think anybody who truly knows me knows that I have a good heart.
"I'm thugged out... what you can't tell? Was drugged out, but now I'm well.
Don't smoke nothin, don't drank nothin... you play me, I'm gon' spank somethin."
---Lil Boosie
"If it wasn't for the love of my mother, I probably would've never felt love."
--Husalah of the Mob Figaz
