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Taylor is constantly getting teased (by close friends/family) about having a rather feminine name. He tell's people he meets to call him Tay, But sometimes has no choice as to introduce himself by full name. Getting hesitated puzzled looks by Elder's and Youngers, He gets flustured every time. His mother had an obsession with the name, and vowed whatever gender her child be, the name would be Taylor.
Taylor likes his name just fine.

Taylor is very easy going, go with the flow type of teenager. He avoids drama as if it were a plague. Spending most of his days trying to make the best of life by enjoying each day at a time, because you'll never know when one day life will be taken from you..
He likes to keep people happy, & just wants to be liked. He's quite sensitive, though he'll never admit it. He Can't fathom the idea of someone disliking him or being uncomfortable around him. He allows the surrounding people to lead their encounter, in hopes of giving a good vibe.
He does get extremely anxious & uncomfortable if too much attention is upon him. As kind as he is, sometimes social events make him want to rip his skin off.
Despite his easy going lifestyle, he is also very self concious, and often feels undeserving & not good enough. Though he trys to keep a high head anyways.
Aside frim all this, Taylor has his own sense of huor, and enjoys teasing people. Mostly close friends & family.
He trys to keep his circle as small as possible, but doesnt oppose new relationships in his dailylife.

Taylor was raised as your typical white boy had. Two parents, with a healthy loving relationship, two older siblings who teased him endlessly, but he loved them anyway, two amazing lively family dogs, and his two best friends who made a band among them.
He had everything he wanted, and couldnt think of any other life he'd trade for this one.
But, alas life is never quite so easy.
At Taylors age 16, Dylan, Taylors older brother, had recently gotten his licence. & Like most new-drivers, he was always eager to get behind a wheel.
One night as he was heading home from a party, at which he'd brought one of the family dogs with him for makes of good company, a drunk swerved off his lane, and crashed into Dylans car. The compact not only crashed right into Dylans side, causing massive injury, but pushed the entire car off the road and into a lake they were crossing. Dylan & the dog were found dead.
Injurys covered their bodies, and they had drowned.
Now this was the first thing to ever go wrong in Taylors life.
Dylan was like his best friend, aside from his band. And it was silly to dwell on an animal when a human life was taken, but Taylor was in hysterics for both the dog and his brother. The whole family was.
Although Taylor couldnt bring himself to ever refer to his family as whole again. Half family. Because they were now missing two vital members of their home. & A room lay empty now.
After watching the burial of his older brother, & burial of their beloved dog in a nearby park they could visit, Taylor had gone into a depression.
Nothing in his life had ever prepared him for this stage of his life. Greif.
He took up some bad habits to ease the pain. Started going out late, behind his parents knowledge, drinking, smoking, even forms of self-harm.
Only his friends knew. They didnt stop him, lack of knowing how to at just 16, but stook around to make sure he was okay.
& Then he met a girl. A girl who was like him, who experienced a loss the same month he had.
They greived together.
She brought him out of his dark tunnel & offered him a shoulder to cry on. He did the same for her. This wasnt romantic by any means.
Her name was Harmony. & what Taylor didn't know? Is she had stage four cancer.
Taylor almost gave it all up right then, when she told him. But she took his hands, fought the tears that long to wash out Taylors tears, and told him,
"Everyone you've lost & Ever will lose, I can promise wouldnt want this for you. Hell, you think anyone WANTS to leave you?
Taylor listen to me. Live for us, because we couldnt. And do something with it. Live, Write it down, sing about it, do Something that will make it last. So we can hear about it too. You think any of us are going to want to hear about how sad you are that we're gone, when you're standing at that altar? Fuck no, that gets annoying!" A breathless laugh escapes from the both of them. "We want to hear about stories, and the occasional 'wish you were there.' Dont stop your life because ours did. You are so much better than that, and we all know it, so please. .. .. please dont proove us wrong..."
And though weeks went by of him in hysteria, he knew she was right.
So he decided then, he would keep that promise. For dylan. For his dog Jupiter. For his grandma and gramps he only has a few memories with. & For harmony. Who he'll continue to visit in the hospital every week, until her time is up, & she's taken from him too... and for anyone else he may lose.
This was part of growing up he realized.
& that was a blessing itself. He would continue to live day by day, year by year, with the risk of losing people he loved. But some people are taken that opportunity away. Some pple stop at 19. Some people stop at 16. Or 17. Never experiencing or accomplishing anything they wanted to in life. So He had to make the most of his life, for everyone who will never be able to grow up again.