About
Who am I?I'm Taylor.
I'm not your boo, I'm not your ma, I'm not your mija. I'm not your baby. My name is not Sexy.
My name is Taylor and that's all it will ever be. Is that not clear enough for you?
Don't point the gun if you're not planning on pulling the trigger.
I'm not a book, so don't try to read me. I'm not an item, therefore I can't be bought. I'm not a fool, so quit sweet talking me. I'm not a game, you can't win me over. I am human, and I am overwhelmed with excitement and curiosity. I ******** with the best and I'm not settling for anything less. If we're being honest, I don't care if you can understand me or not. I'll just keep surprising you with something new each day. I'm clingy, loud, smart, gullible, super mature, silly, needy, sarcastic, very serious, perfectly put together, and horribly broken apart. I have more damn flaws than anyone I know, and I always contradict myself. I'm ready for things to change and get better, instead of constantly going down the tubes. I think I adore accents more then anyone else. If you can't take a hint, you will get on my last nerve. I speak ghetto because I think it's funny and adorable in an odd way. Sarcasm is my thing, I use it often from time to time. If you don't have a sense of humor, please turn and walk the other way. I hate explaining myself. I don't know how to explain my feelings. It's just how I am. I don't know if I just can't find the correct words or if I'm just uncomfortable explaining them but, none the less, I hate it. I like to listen more than to be the one talking, I'll listen to your problems. However, I am not a diary, don't keep writing. I will close it on your hands and block you off if you do. I don't like being hurt. From physically to emotionally, I don't like it. I guess you can say I'm afraid. It horrifies me greatly. I may look a certain type of girl, but your conclusion on what kind of person I am or how I might act may be completely off. Or not, find out for yourself. I like video games. Pretty sure I could beat you in Halo ;D I'm a dork. I'd rather be inside than go out. Truth be told, I'm not different nor unique. No one is really. I have no idea who I am; I don't know what to do with myself anymore. Blah. Blah. Blah. Honestly, who cares? This is just life, and there's more to life than a clever About Me. No one wants my life story. This is why you get to know me. But, this subject, I will end here, because describing my personality, or any personality, is simply ridiculous. Although, I don't like to be the same like everyone else, I try to be my own self. I'm nice and friendly, talk to me.
Okay, hear me out;
What if Deja Vu is simply proof that every precise moment in time, down to the infinitely smallest fraction, permanently exists on its own separate plane? What I'm picturing this as is if reality is simply highly condensed slides infinite in size, but from the broadest spectrum actually two dimensional (very large squares/rectangles/shapes). We live our life by traveling from one slide to the next. What if Deja Vu is simply a moment of enlightenment that allows us to mentally fast forward through these slides and view where we will eventually end up. The real kicker is that these slides are never actually destroyed and thus every moment in time is preserved indefinitely.
I'm Alive, I'm Aware, And I'm Scared;
Advice? Stop dreaming, never just 'accept' yourself. Create yourself, become who you want to be. Don't be scared to change. The truth is I couldn't fit in if I tried. So instead of hiding, I decided to own it. I'm not made for cliques or scenes. For me mediocrity was, and is never an option. I'm no billboard, no stereotype. I'm barely even human.
I hate bitches like you.;
I'm not at the disco and I don't dance to Fall Out Boy. I do like them but I won't do that. I won't "bring you the horizon" and I doubt you wear Prada. You're not br00tal, so STFU and GTFO. I won't get hit, if I talk s**t. You want to know why? Because.. You're not gangster, hustler, nor gore in your Hollister hoodie with your Hello Kitty necklace. You're a cliche with no originalities. Pathetic. Yeah, we're all abit cliche... but you take it to a new level. You're not Brookelle Bones, Kiki Kanibal, or Audrey Kitching. Last time I checked, phobias weren't a good thing and if they were bad enough, I do believe there is a treatment for such things. I don't need to take my clothes off to make friends, or steal a celebrities last name to make myself look better than you. I'm just me and that's all I'll ever be.
Peace outtt. Hit a sista up biggrin ;
If you want to leave, be my guest; you can step. ...
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