My name is Taylor Clarke, you can call me Tay. My life is normal. I have a awesome friends, a hot boyfriend, a loving family, a sport, and I am doing great in school. Some people call me perfect but I'm not. The only people that keep me running are my friends: Hazel, Riley, and Ellie. They are the legit definition of perfect if you ask me. Of course all of us deny it. My boyfriend is hot but he can be an asshole and our relationship is falling apart. I kinda want to break up with him. My mom and dad pretend they are perfect. They don't show emotion and I wish they did. I do gymnastics and no I'm not going to the Olympics it's not that fucking easy. My body was shredded to pieces. I want to do swim and dance though. Im just going to ask my mom I'm sure she'll let me. I'm a junior in high school. I can make my own decisions. This is a story about how I met this boy under the bridge.
