Ethan Navarro
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Just a simple man. Writing, music and art are what give life its substance.
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Classical
Ever since I was a kid, I've had a fascination with music. I would hear songs and think that they came from a different dimension. A song on the radio would play, and I would question how it was humanly possible to create something so incredibly beautiful. As the years went by, my fascination with music grew, only this time I wanted it to be me that would bring the music from the dimension of creation, with a guitar.
By Ethan Navarro5 years ago in Beat
Two Tails
Earlier this year my uncle passed away. Talk about a terrible way to start the year. For the sake of identity, let's refer to him as Uncle Steve. Anyway, he passed away in Mexico while he was with his brother, who we'll call Uncle Josue. They both were caring for my grandmother who has been ill ever since my grandfather died a few years ago. His death hurt her so that she has had a literal weak heart ever since. So she has been in and out of hospitals for years, with my two uncles aiding her.
By Ethan Navarro5 years ago in Petlife
Vintage Fashion
I used to not have the greatest sense in fashion. Being that I was the third child born in a six child household, most of my clothes were hand-me-downs. I would dress in boot cut Old Navy jeans, and a shirt from Children's Place. It was this way up until I got a job, and created my Instagram account. The doors to a whole world of fashion opened up to me.
By Ethan Navarro5 years ago in Styled
I Am Not a Virgo
Hello, I was born September 7th of the year 2000. This means that by birth I am a Virgo. Now, what does it mean to be a Virgo, you ask? It means that I am, by nature, methodical, logical, practical, and loyal. Or at least I am supposed to be. To tell you the truth, I am none of these things. And I will prove it.
By Ethan Navarro5 years ago in Futurism
Clouds in the Head
Being dejected on a sunny day, the clouds don't disappear, you carry them over your head. He's gone, really gone, and while I'm falling apart, the world hasn't even blinked. That's the sad truth, when you're gone, nobody stops in silence, they keep living, because to everyone else nothing really happened.
By Ethan Navarro5 years ago in Humans
