RAY, taryn

[taryn cora ray]

he took the days for pageant,
BECAME AS MAD AS TARYN CORA RAY.


who could ask for anymore?

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lying there with a halo in her hair she cried there are feathers everywhere but it's fine you do this all the time. crying now through a rusted smile she knows this isn't how he paid the bills before drug farm entrepreneur. go spin circles for me wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling. oh, such torturous things always chewing up the only ones i ever mean. if you're goin', then go. go go go if you're goin', then go. go go go. watch love get strangled by a kite's cold strings. fall comes early and summer leaves as a storm with the car keys. spark your heels up against the picket fence i built all your wishes they will sink like stones, slowly down a lonely well. go spin circles for me wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling. oh, such torturous things always chewing up the only ones i ever mean. if you're goin', then go. go go go if you're goin', then go.

hey there, ladies and gents. put your hands together for Samurai, because i pretty much kick ass. watch out world, i've been roleplaying for two years and i'll blow you away. i'm thirteen years young, and still kicking it old school. i read the rules, and would like to say that cookies. i found this site from an ad on another site, but I forget where, and you need to check out my other kids; who don't exist. but enough about me. let me get to my kickass character, taryn cora ray. but she'd prefer to be called Ryn. she's seventeen years old but like that's stopping her any. she's pretty sexy. so sexy, that alyson hannigan could only wish to be as smexy as her. her hair is on fire, being a hot shade of red and all. and, she's a beast! she stands at exactly five feet eight inches. with two pools of brown eyes, you have a right to be jealous.


come save me from walking off a windowsill,
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i love Singing
acting
dancing
her friends
comedy
Broadway
the stage
the art of confusing people
rebellions
causing a ruckus
writing
reading
not so much Stereotypes
people being denied rights
unfairness
battles that are entirely uphill
time going by slowly
The majority of mainstream music
overusing obscenities (although once or twice is pretty fun)
ignorance
faking
cheating
i always She lets her nails grow out, then bites them to death.
She rolls her eyes for no reason.
She finds horror movies funny.
She won't let anyone get physically near her.
She pretends to be Canadian. For no reason.
i'm afraid of Failure
Drowning
Loss of control
Wellington Academy
Guantanamo Bay
i keep quiet about She is unsure of her sexuality.
She dislikes herself.
She doesn't tell anyone why she has post-traumatic stress disorder. If you ask, she rolls her eyes and says, "Vietnam."

here's how i roll.

don't you remember when i was a bird
AND YOU WERE A MAP.

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take me back to hackensack, new jersey.
with the best folk, Drew Stanton; 48; attorney; foster father
and the annoying brats, nonexistant.
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let me tell you that story.

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this was the brain child of shawnna, a.k.a kissandsell of CAUTION 2.0. the lyric credits go to the wonderful panic at the disco.