"I can feel it in my bones
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, 'Here Comes the Sun'"

- "Gimme Sympathy" Metric

I'm Taylor. I'm also kind of an ass hole. I'm not old, I'm not young, I'm not mysterious, I'm not interesting, I'm not plain, I'm not exceptional, I'm not pretty, I'm not ugly, I'm not imaginative, I'm not un-imaginative. Those are all the things I'm not. Here are all the things I am: A bastard, lazy, and I usually have better things to do than get really involved with fanfiction. I love reading it all, but don't expect too much from me in terms of authoring. Although, I am working rather dilligently on Bling: Confessions of a King, the chapters will most likely come out slower than the norm. Be patient with me?

"I honestly felt bad but I couldn’t bring myself to coo over his boo boo as I was being mauled by plastic identities."