There's no love, everybody's crying
There's no truth, everyone's misguided
|^|Unforgiven-love|^|
By the time you realize how you truly fell about me, i'll be gone away from this disaster filled world.
This disaster we call
Taylin Keith Francis Scott
But call me
Tay, T.K., or my normal name works too.
Age means nothing
twenty-five/December/Nineteen eighty-eight
Flesh and blood
I got the boy chromosome-heterosexual
It's just how I roll
Well, I have more of an 'I don't give a s**t' sort of attitude. I guess that could make me dull and boring to some. But I do have emotions, you just don't see them much. I suffer from extreme OCD, and a bit of ADD, I can't sit still, I have to do something. And I hate how the ******** sidewalk tiles are not all the same length. It bugs the f**k out of me. Well, as you can tell by that last comment, I cuss a bit more then I should, I've tried to stop, it's just not going to happen though. It defines me. Well, I guess you've heard by now that I am slightly stubborn. Yeah, that's true. I am stubborn and self reliant. Yes, I do refer to myself in third person. I say things like 'Matt is hungry, go get Matt food' or something like that. I guess people would describe me as an soft outgoing person because of my somewhat random outbursts. But, even though I am on the outgoing side and all, I'm more serious than some of my other friends, especially because of my so called attitude. I don't like attention very much, it is something I would like to avoid on most occasions. People staring at me, kinda freaks me out sometimes.
I am the kind of person who will voice my opinions regardless of how you feel. I would much rather talk to someone who is them self, and is unafraid of their actions then someone who tries to hide the real them. s**t, if I really want to, regardless of what you think, i would jump on your back and lick your face. That's just the kind of person I am. When I do have outbursts of my opinions, it is one of those times I won't back down on it. My natural quiet voice does express itself well and I can easily hold my own. I'm the one that gets kicked out of Wal Mart, and there are so many things that I could tell you that shows how stupid I can be at times. When it comes down to things like my relationships and work, I am usually serious, but when I'm just with a bunch of friends, I am always the one in trouble, I guess its expected of me.
It's a little fuzzy, but I'll tell you what I know
Just be forewarned, my life isn't all ducks and doggies. I was born into a family of hate to say the least. I was born blind as a little boy. I couldn't see what so ever, and of course my father blamed it on my dear ol' mother for her stupid antics. My parents also had me when they were still in highschool themselves, so having a blind little boy was not an option. So I was given up to an orphanage, where slowly my eyesight came to be. By the time my eightsight was back though, I had been through at least five different families, all of different origins of course. I have been with a japanese family, a spanish family, a greek family, and a french family, there was also a normal english speaking family. My accent is nothing like their;s because my accent is irish, but I know plenty of different langanges. When I came into my sixth family, my sight was back to it's fullest content, my eye color is still the color of a blind boy, but that's probably the only I like about myself now. Of course the family i'm with now has issues, but it's nothing really too complicated. It's jsut the normal everyday random stuff. Like my foster mother works at my sister's elementary school and my foster father just works at a toothpaste family. So to say the least we're not all that glim and glam, but surprizingly we are still very happy. I kind of wish I found them before all the other families or with my bological ones because they love me just for me and that's all that really matters right?
So here I am at the age of nineteen, and staying with the worst possible family I could ever really have besides my biological parents who dumped me because I was blind as a bat literally. The only true reason I stay at the house is for the little sister that I have. Of course I have friends, one of which i'm falling for hard. But there's just one tiny, little, insigniicant problem. She ahs a boyfriend she is totally and abosolutely in love with. It hurts to see them cuddle and kiss all the time because that's what I want to do with her, but I can't. I'm not the type of person to swoop in and steal the damsel from the other prince. I can only just stand on the sidelines and watch as the girl of my dreams is rolling by with her boyfriend. But then there's another girl that is totally beginning to catch my eyes, maybe there's more of a chance with her then with the one i'm currently crushing on...who knows?Anyways; in the nineteen years of my life, I have acqired many things from peircings, to tattoos. The peiricings are have go like this, I have to snakebites, my eyebrows are peirced four times, two on each eyebrow. I also have my belly button peiced, and both of my ears. five times on each ear, the lobes are with gauges and the rest are just studs. Then I have my nose peirced(spiked stud). I have angel wings on my shoulder baldes and a heart that cracked a little bit and bleeding on the middle of my back. I also have a picture of my foster sister on my right bicep and her name below it. Then I have a crow decending into a big fire, that's the symbol of death on my left calf. I then have a pheonix ascending from water to show life on my right calf. And finally I have barbwire running up from my wrist to my elbow on my left bicep.
If I could I'd change
The fact that I have to wear glasses, and my OCD problem.
I'll never change
My eyes, and the way I talk.
I think I'm in heaven
x~Cooking
x~Reading
x~photography
x~swimming
x~videogames
x~movies
x~Jogging
x~Romance
x~Acting(only a little)
x~Musicals
x~music
x~broadway
x~Writing
x~Horror movies
x~cheese
x~Ramens
x~Love
x~Drawing
x~Singing
My idea of hell
o~Peanuts(allergic)
o~Mushrooms
o~Smoking
o~drugs
o~Rap
o~Snotty people
o~People who think of themselves as gods
o~Silences
o~Small spaces
o~too much light(i'm not a vampire but you can conserve some energy)
o~Spiders
o~Clowns
o~Hospitals
o~My father
o~My glasses
o~Birds
o~Math
o~Camping
o~Liars
o~Cheaters
Shh, my darkest secret
My darkest secret is that one time I ran over a kittty and kept on driving...no just kidding! My darkest secret is that not only have I taken ballet for three years of my life, but I have also been taking ballet and alternative dances lessons as well. It's nothing I should be ashamed of, but me and tights not really such a good thing in other people's minds heh
Don't call me a baby
|.|.-Spiders
|.|.-Needles
|.|.-dark enclosed spaces
Ear sex
The End by Bullet for My Wavlentine
It's you I love
Girl number three, but girl two has been catching my eye a lot lately...
