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My name is taylor, I like to sing and I like to write poems and stories.
Mostly dark and sad.
I like anime.
fav colors shades and red, NEON COLORES
I have dirty blond hair that I dye bleach blonde. I have eyes that change color depending on my mood. Usually the turn green grey Blue.
I am now 14 YAY!! BELLYBUTTON PEIRCED. Now waiting for the lip mwhahaha.
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I love all kinds of music.^^
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I love reading dark poems, also I love scary movies I would be able to whach them all day and night. O and I love scary sad books.
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Mwhahaha dont know what to put here besides I LOVE YOU! <3
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my friends are Robin (Roby or Ro) Kd (related)
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Well ill think of somthing another time and hear is some lyric so have fun
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Escape The Fate - Not Good Enough For Truth Or Cliche


Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?

How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Something I cannot forget.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Something I cannot forget.

I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Something I cannot forget