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incaendo
Over 90 days ago
United States

About

I'm a pretty easy-going guy. I write some intense stuff, but I've gone through a lot and writing is a really good way for me to get my emotions out. I'm a little crazy, and a little messy, but I know how to have a good time. I'm chill and go with the flow on most things. Shoot me a friend request at any point, I'm down to get to know anybody. I love getting to know new people and reading some really awesome stuff on this site. Before I found Stories Space, I didn't have an outlet for my writing, so this community has meant so much to me.

Interests
skiing, hiking, hanging out, playing soccer (yes I know it's football everywhere else), watching sports, reading

Favorite Books
Ender's Shadow, Harry Potter (all but especially the 2nd and 7th), Anna Karenina, Catcher in the Rye, To Kill a Mockingbird

Favorite Authors
J.K. Rowling, J.D. Salinger, Harper Lee, Ernest Hemingway, Leo Tolstoy

Favorite Movies
the Avengers. Iron Man. pretty much any movie from Marvel's cinematic universe. Harry Potter (duh.) Love Jennifer Lawrence so the Hunger Games was sick. Olympus has Fallen and White House Down. confession: I liked Pitch Perfect. shhhhh....

Favorite TV Shows
Grey's Anatomy, 24, Graceland, Law and Order (SVU and regular), Criminal Minds

Favorite Music
Rap (Eminem, Childish Gambino, The Game, 2Pac, some of Kanye's earlier stuff) and a guilty pleasure is pop. I also like some alt rock and heavy metal, but only a niche part of those. I can tolerate electronic dubstep too.
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