.If.You.Really.Knew.Me.

If you really knew me you'd know that I'm insecure.
You'd know that I'm nervous about the things I'm writing on this page because i know I'm not the only one reading it.
You'd know that i always feel like giving up on the things i have worked for for so long.
You'd know that i have habits.
You'd know that i believe in miracles.
You'd know that i have big responsibilities.
You'd know that this is  the hardest year of my life.
You'd know that my life is repeated daily.
You'd know that i climb with my family.
You'd know that i don't care about the worthless things and sometimes the things worth caring for.
You'd know that I'm to nice to speak up.
You'd know that i keep most things to myself.
You'd know that the basic things that you know about me are the least important.
You'd know that I'm my own person.

xoxo.taylar.

.This.Is.For.

This is for the kids who aren't accepted.
For the ones who try and the ones who don't.
This is for the kids who are unhappy, depressed, and neglected.
This is for the cheerleaders who yearn to be accepted.
This is for the football players who have a reputation.
This is for you.

This is for the famous people, you're just like all of us.
This is for the new born babies who can't survive on there own.
Lifeless, and have no clue what they are in for.
This is for the kids who sit alone.
Who might not know how great they really are.
This is for you.

This is for my old friends who have made me smile.
This is for the homeless women who we all feel bad for.
This is for the sick people who strove to get better.
This is for the selfish who have no clue how lucky they are.
This is for you.

This is for my brother and his new ways.
This is for the boys who never give up.
This is for the kids who never stopped trying.
This is for my ex boyfriend who made me feel great.
This is for you.

.I.am.me.

I am just a normal girl. In the same ordinary world as every single one of you. I was recently asked "when will we own ourselves completely?" it made me realize for as long as I am on this earth breathing I will always own myself completely. For those of you who are doing wrong don't deserve to own yourselves completely. And I keep forgetting no one is perfect. I keep forgetting everyone deserves to be accepted. I keep forgetting that we are all equal. I keep forgettimg that we are so much alike. I keep forgetting that tonight won't be the last time I see the light. I keep forgetting to take my life for granted in case this is the last time I see the light. I keep forgetting that I'm not alone, and that no matter who you are you won't make me feel alone. I'm a very forgetful person. And my list continues. I keep forgetting I keep forgetting I keep forgetting.

The.Curious.Case.Of.Benjamin.Button

OW: Benjamin Button lives in an old persons home, & his mom is the one that takes care of the old people. Benjamin Button isn't an ordinary person he lives his life in reverse.
Call: Benjamin meets Daisy. She never leaves his mind even when they were just little kids. He is madly in love with her.
Refusal: He goes to surprise Daisy by going to her watch her Ballet. He then sees that she has a boyfriend and doesn't believe he can get her back.
Mentor: His mom is the biggest person in his life. She helps Benjamin through everything, And always keeps him so positive towards things.
Threshold: He realizes when Caroline stops coming to visit him at night that he truly cares about Daisy.
Test, Allies, and Enemies: Him and Daisy have a kid and he runs away and leaves Daisy.
Approach: Over the years he comes to her ballet studio and tries to talk to her and get forgiveness.
Ordeal: Daisy then comes to visit Benjamin at his hotel. But then leaves him again.
Reward: She gets a phone call, saying that Benjamin isn't doing so great. She decides to come and take care of him when he is losing his memory when he is now a young boy again.
Road Back: Keeps getting younger.
Resurrection: Daisy loves Benjamin.
Elixir: Dies once a new born baby again.

.Ordinary.World.

All Things New.

Meet Rosie. She is an 18 year old girl. She is a dancer, New boyfriend, Not many friends. And eats alone at lunch. Not many people notice her, but she doesnt let that bother her. She is worried about heart break and thinks about it daily. She has a lot that crosses her mind every second of every day.  Each day Rosie gets up and leaves for school at the same time. Comes home. Goes to dance every day at the same time, eats, then goes to bed. Recently Rosie has not been the same. She has been late to school, misses dance, and goes to bed an hour later then she usually does. She has so much on her mind so she thinks that taking a "break" will clear stuff up. In her life she has many people to please. Her parents who which pay for her classes for dance. And her boyfriend, who she tends to never see.

Will Rosie keep her boyfriend? Will she quit dance? Will she be confused for the rest of her life? Will Rosie ever just be happy?

.outsider.

We were in the 7th grade.

Who knew there was a war.

A war with the whole world.

She keeps her head bent over her desk so her hair flips in front of her face.

She has uncombed stringy hair that is black with orange ends.

She looks like a monarch butterfly.

She writes on the board for the rest of class.

She suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder.

I'm just an outsider looking in.

 

.us.

Us.

Such a vague word.

No Clear Definitions.

Just Actions.

Us begins with two people.

Two people who are friends, or madly in love.

Love.

Such a simple word.

Love simply the definition of what i feel for someone like you.

It takes two of us to fall in love.

takes two of us to try.

& takes two of us to make it last forever.