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Roller Coaster

I don't leave footprints where ever I go. I know because if I do they will discover me.

Ever since the beautiful incident that people around me call life, I don't want anybody to know who I really am. To find out that I'm just plain old me. Nothing extrodinary.

Yes this makes me a coward. I realize that. I never said that I was.
But in reality what you call life is what I call slow death.

We are all roller coasters. We all are ment to go down but a few of us make it up very high before we take our final plunge.
I for one, intend on making it very high and then descending in a slowly graceful way because I know that it's coming. I mean don't you?

And so that is why, my dear reader, I don't intend to waste my time slowly dying or living- whichever you prefer- I think that from now on I will show them who I really am.

~Taylor

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@theperksofbeingtaylor

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