My Life

Get To Know Me:

Hi, I am Taylor (that's my real name, I'm not changing my name for the story) and I'm 16, I'll be 17 in December which is mortifying. I'll be 17; never had a "real" or "serious" relationship, my cat will still hate me, I'll still look like the real life Mrs. Potato Head, I'll still not be able to do makeup, and who knows what friends I have. But hey, stick around and read this and you can find out with me!

I'll also be a junior in high school in August, which is terrifying as I look 10, and act like a 5 year old.

I really love my cat but she really hates me, I'm in band at my school, I play the flute and have been playing for 7 years now (whether or not I'm good is the real question), I can't play any sports as I will most definitely fall and hurt myself, I'm left handed and I think that is pretty cool, I love cracking my bones in fact, I cannot sleep unless I crack my back and then my neck. In that order.

Edit: I love teen wolf. It's literally my life and I'm devastated that it is ending. Nothing like Jeff Davis pulling off the total let down.

Most importantly, I don't think that I'm ugly. I say this because if on the rare chance that someone reads this, I don't want them to think I actually hate myself. I don't. Not completely. I also want anyone who may read this, I'm really not as sad as I seem. I am fine and doing well. I just deal with my problems by humorously writing them, ignoring the real problem. Hoping, that eventually after ignoring it long enough, it will just go away and figure itself out.

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