In Plain Sight

I guess you could call this autobiography, but in real time.

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This past two weeks, I have had a completely different look on life. More specifically, who I am and who I surround myself around. I don’t ever think I’ll understand people and how they treat me even though I make sure I’m always nice to people because you never know what they’re going through. But now I’m realizing I can’t control it. The way they treat me might be out of pure jealousy, but that doesn’t mean I change the way I am just to conform to someone they will like. And also, I’m in high school. I probably won’t ever talk to the people I go to school with now next year, because I’m changing schools. Honestly, I’m so glad that I am changing school. It gives me a chance to really see if everyone is like the people I’ve been wasting my time with. I honestly have no one who I would want to continue a friendship with outside of that school, and I might hurt some feelings. But what permanent good have they done for me? None. But this isn’t about them, and that’s what I’m truly understanding. My life is about me, not trying to make others happy. I hate when people my age give me advice, and it probably shows. Because I never listen to them. Anyone my age has not gone through more than me that they feel like they know how to handle a problem. That’s why I don’t give permanent advice, because I really don’t know it all. It might be me just being selfish, but I’m done listening to the petty stuff at my school. I’m concerned about my future in the arts and I can’t let this stuff cloud my mind. So fuck the rumors, and all the bullshit. Because I’m done with it. So I apologize if I say I don’t care about what someone says about you, because if YOU truly “didn’t give a fuck”, you wouldn’t be talking about it. At all. You would get on with your life. But I guess no one there can do that, because they’re stuck in the life of bullshit. Maybe this is me just growing up too fast. But I’d rather grow up too fast and realize what I need to be doing with my life, than stay on the same level as these teenagers and waste their life away. Now I’m all about having stupid fun, making mistakes, and forgetting what I did the night before. But in the end, no matter what anyone says, it all comes down to what you make of yourself in society. And as much as people will hate to hear this, society does play a huge effect on everyone’s life. The people who are trying not to conform to society and try to be “original” are just creating a new society that doesn’t accept anyone who does not fit their standards(i.e. the people of today’s society). So the cycle never stops, everyone thinks someone doesn’t belong. But that’s the problem. Get the fuck over how people live their life. If you don’t like it, remove yourself. Not literally, I just mean separate yourself from them. But don’t hate them, or judge them for it. Because they are just a tiny factor of your life. It is all about you. No one else. And for me, that’s all that matters. Hurting people in the process….well you’re just going to have to grow up and be strong enough to handle what I throw at you. 

2/12/2012 Taylor Danielle xo

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Dear Mother,
 
The months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds are quickly going by, and soon I will be 16. I will be entering a new era of my life, and there’s only one way I feel that will properly commemorate this day. It is not a car, or a big party hosted by MTV. It’s something more permanent, if you would say. Something that holds a special meaning to me, and that will always be with me. It’s a tattoo, something you know I’ve wanted for a while, ever since my older sister got hers. The tattoo I have chosen is not something inappropriate, obnoxious, or simple. It has true meaning.
Now, I know you were thinking about something more drastic, like extreme piercings or something, because you think I’m into all that stuff. Truthfully mom, I’m really not. Ever since I hit my preteen years, I’ve been changing and expressing my feelings in many different ways. Some ways were good and some were bad, and they hurt not only the people around me, but they also hurt myself. You probably think that this is just another way to hurt myself, but in all honesty, it helps me do something I’m not good at, which is talking about my feelings. A tattoo would be an unspoken conversation about how I feel about my past and where I want to be in my life. It’s the same as my sister getting her tattoo. She had her meaning to getting such a simple tattoo, three stars. Each star smaller than the one before, to represent you, herself, and me. To keep us close and connected at all times. Even though I’m only turning 16, and you would think that I couldn’t possible be going through anything to want something like this, it’s really hard to let you know that I’ve been in war with myself for almost 6 years, battling so many emotions and insecurities that I’ve just wanted to give up and stop living all together. Ever person has a story behind a tattoo, even if it has to do with a relative dying, or a alcohol-driven decision . Mines is somewhere in the middle.
So you’re probably wondering what kind of tattoo I want. Trust me it’s nothing big, because I know it will hurt, but in the end it will worth it. It’s not trashy either, it’s actually quite elegant.
Now even though a tattoo is a big decision, it is also one of the lesser expensive decisions. Compared to the average teenager, who would rather want a car than a tattoo, I’m being pretty cheap for my 16th birthday. But, I’ve never been just an average teenager, so this should have been expected from me. Tattoo cost depend on quality, location, color, style, and time. That’s why I didn’t want to get anything that was huge, also because I know the bigger and more detailed, the more pain, and I’m not really a fan of pain. Even though many teens around my age have at least one tattoo, I don’t want you to think that I’m doing this to be apart of the crowd. Or because my sister got one at this age. I’m actually only bringing her up as another reason of why I should be able to get a tattoo. Also, I’m hoping this letter will be able to open up a discussion about it, because then it will be easier for you to understand rather than me just constantly asking.
Even though you might still say no, I’m hoping that this letter will change your opinion on me getting a tattoo for my birthday. The tattoo itself tells a story, and it is very special to me. I hope that you will allow me to get it, because it means a lot to me.
 
 
Love,
Taylor Danielle
This is my letter I wrote to my mom about why I should get my tattoo. It was originally an assignment for lit class, but it was so personal that I’m actually going to let her read it.
1/26/2012 Taylor Danielle xo

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Wow, my eyes have been opened up extremely. Everyone has exposed their true colors, and I’m really glad. Because now I won’t be wasting my time with the wrong people. I guess this was God’s way of telling me that they’re just holding you back, and in a way I can see that. I am now way happier because I don’t have to deal with anyone but myself. I definitely made so many mistakes that I wish I could take back, but I can’t. So I’m just going to have to live and learn. Something I definitely realized is that no one at Decatur knows me well enough to tell me what is wrong or right in my life. I haven’t opened up to anyone in a way that they would be able to give me legit advice. And most people I have associated myself with have done nothing to help me achieve that I want. Now I’m not saying that they can’t be around when I want to have fun, but maybe I am. Because I never can fully enjoy myself without people making me feel bad about my decisions, or judging me every time I make a move. Hm, right now, I’m just worried about myself and no one else….well my boyfriend too. I really hope we can get back to where we were. I miss him terribly. I’m just tired of all the bullshit that has been continuously dumped in my life. I guess I’m in the clear now, and it’s all up to me on how to live my life. That’s just the way I want it to be though. I’m truly happy and I’m truly done.

1/23/2012  Taylor Danielle xo

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You know those feelings where you just get sad and lonely? Well that’s how I feel right about now. Hm, I don’t even feel like myself. Maybe I need to take some time to myself to really understand what I’m trying to do with my life. I don’t even know. I feel like my best friend is slipping from me…but right now, I don’t even care. And my relationship is just dying, I have that feeling where I want to cry, but I don’t want to because that’s not going to solve anything. I know I have people who would talk to me, but I don’t want that. I just want someone who will listen. Well I did have that person, but he’s gone. I guess it’s good he’s gone? I don’t really know how I feel about the situation. Our friendship kind of ended anyways. I’m mad that it happened though. It was impossible to keep two of my relationships from merging, so to keep one, the other had to end. That must mean that I didn’t need him…doesn’t it? I just wish we could talk. Like REALLY talk. But that’s impossible now. I’m not blaming her for ruining this, but I just really miss our friendship. And nothing else. I just don’t have anyone I connect with anymore. Male or female. Everyone always wants to talk, and tell me what I can do to fix it. I just want someone to listen and they don’t have to understand. I just need to know that they care. Because I feel like no one does anymore.

1/16/2012 Taylor Danielle xo

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I seriously don’t know what I did. Everything was wonderful. Good morning and good night texts, we talked ALL day. And we would see each other as much as possible…then things just started to change. Now, we barely talk, and even if we did, it would seem like the conversation was between two acquaintances. I miss how everything used to be, there used to be SO much love radiating from this relationship. Now, I just feel lonely again. Every girl seems more important than me, and I just don’t feel good enough anymore. And that’s the worst feeling to admit, especially after having to go through so much to start accepting myself, and be content with who I am. But I don’t want to give up on us, because I truly feel like that there is something under all this stuff that we’re going through. Tomorrow is going to be our 4 month, and I don’t want it to be the end. It’s so hard to be strong about this, but I’m only a teenage girl, whose heart is easily broken. I don’t think he understands how much I care, and how willingly I am to fix everything. Or maybe he does and he just doesn’t care anymore.

1/15/2012  Taylor Danielle xo

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I think me and my mom are the same people. We have the same attitudes, the same way of thinking things, and the same ambition but it’s overcome with laziness. But I guess that’s why we collide so much. My brain is not really clear right now, so I don’t really know what I’m trying to say. I guess we can never really be as close as I want us to be. Because no matter how much I want us to be best friends, she always does something to remind me that she’s only my mom. I mean, I don’t treat her like my mom always, but I know I couldn’t tell her every detail of my life without her yelling at me, or lecturing me. I mean, I don’t really care because I still love her, and I’m trying to talk to her more than I did before. But it’s really hard because we both think we’re always right, and we never want to listen to each other. Sigh, this year is going to be complicated, but I’m determined to get through it.\

1/3/2011  Taylor Danielle xo

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! 2012 is going to be ah-freaking-mazing!!!! I’m very very very excited for it. So much is going to change in my life, I can just feel it. I’m DEFINITELY going to make stuff happen. But that’s not important right now, because this blog is going to recorded every thing in my life. The good, the bad, and the ugly. I started this blog as a personal spin-off of my tumblr. That blog is more of a glimpse of the things I like, expressed in pictures or text post. But this, it’s the real deal. Orginally from my head and heart. And what better way to start it than on the first day of the year. I guess this is just a intro entry. I don’t feel like I really have to introduce myself because of my other tumblr, my twitter, and all that lovely stuff. But to give you a brief entrance into my life. I’m a teenager. In love of course :) Dance is my life, without I honestly don’t know where I’d be. I love my mom and my sister. They’re my best friends. And um….well you’ll just have to keep reading to get to REALLY know me.

1/1/2012 Taylor Danielle xoxo