|Name||Bob Le Assasian, Machete Girl, Tater, Little Zombie, Fiance|
|Location||your mind, room 228, floor eleven|
|Member Since||Dec 04, 2011|
Hello Peasant. She advises you to turn back now and go to the SAFE side of Wattpad. Ohk, you asked for it.. Her name is Taylor. She's...she's different. Yet there are probably one million other people exactly like her. Music is her life support. Her soul. Her oxygen. She listens to pretty much everything. Words cannot describe her emotions toward My Chemical Romance. She's taken. By someone too amazing for words. ♡ She's recovering. From what, she compares to the number of licks it takes to get to the middle of a Tootsie Pop; the world may never know. Life is too short to die unforgiven and without a song stuck in your head. You are always beautiful. Okay...thats about it. You can message her, she swears she doesn't bite...hard.