I am an Asshole. That's the long and short of it.

I'm vain, egotistical, shallow-minded, manipulative and selfish. And I ask you this. Why the fuck should I change?

You don't ask a leopard if it can turn its spots to stripes. You don't ask a good girl to be bad. So don't fucking ask me to be different.

Moving on, i thought I might start with a few facts about myself...

Some Facts about Taylor:

-He's a man... a very manly one at that.

-He's bisexual... honestly? it depends on his mood. Sometimes he feels gay sometimes he feels straight.

-He's sixteen years of age and is proud of his most manly treasure trail.

-He loves his punk. He loves his tattoo. No he shouldn't have a tattoo. shhh?

-He likes to get drunk. He likes his drugs. Scratch that he loves his drugs.

-He has the biggest fucking headache!

Me and Chris thought we'd bring in a few bottles of beer today, it's just nice to drink okay? Not as if anyone in my family, would realise it was gone. Anyways I was a bit high this morning and whilst waiting for Chris I must of drunk about four bottles of beer or so. And when we met up and finally got to school I could barely fucking walk straigh. My schools so crap! No one noticed!

Some Personal facts about Taylor:

-His greatest fear is death. He don't like to think about it.

-He and Chris have a most amusing forbidden (and also secret) relationship.

-He has a banana shaped birthmark on his left inner thigh.

The funnest part of my day was when it rained. Me and chris were going back to mine. And It was pouring, like harder and thicker tha I swearit ever has before. And we were so wasted. So I pulled my blazer off and ripped a few buttons on my shirt somehow in the process so I took that off and was just walking down the road shirtless. It felt so good. But my head hurts so much right now. Anyway Chris stayed for a little bit we made out. My parents werent home so we made out some more. He went home. Yeah...

One More fact about Taylor?:

-He hates Coldplay so fucking much.