Introduction to Tyler.

Hi everyone ^.^
If you are reading this, then you probably know me in some way...
(If you don't, we can still get it on, Though :3)
So this is kind of just... a serious sort of blog because I'm not really usually serious at anytime... and it gets sort of tiring.
So when I post in here it will probably be something serious... so don't come here if you want the Lolz...

 Hello there. I'm Tyler. I live in Arizona and I'm 16 years old. I can't drive because I suck at it. I've smashed into walls every time I've attempted to drive. School sucks for me, mostly because there are so many bitchy people in it. I date a lot, but I've noticed the really awesome girls are the relationships I like the most.

 I like men. No I'm not full on game obviously... I don't like penis. I like the way that guys look xD but at the same time I like the way girls look, so they kind of cancel each other out. that's why I would classify myself as having no sexual preference because I really just don't see the point. You're going to be judged either way.

 I'm a very silly person, but I can be serious. I prefer to be silly, but everyone needs a break every once and a while. The reason I'm so weird is because... mostly that Its to cover up my shyness. Yeah.. I'm pretty shy.. I try not to draw to much attention to yourself... but then I started to like accept myself and I started to become who I am today (:

 Honestly, I think that religion is all an excuse to get people worked up, like, if you really do believe in what all is said in the Bible and everything, that's totally okay. Don't be a dick about it though, like there me be things that you don't like in this world, but you don't have to attack the person (I'm using Sexualty as an example here) that believes in what you don't. You never know why a person is the way they are and to attack them with such mislead intentions, is cruel. I myself am a Wiccan and I very much believe that karma exists, so when they tell you what goes around comes around, you better believe tat when you give that hobo on the street a $5 dollar bill, you're going to find a great treasure yourself.

My Childhood--

 Well, my child hood wasn't bad or anything. I grew up with a troll mom and a strict dad and it makes for a really interesting family. I have 2 older brothers named Michael and Barney (his name scares me, too) and then I have a younger sister and a younger brother, Simon and Jane. Overall, my child hood was awesome. We lived in Florida and my grandma was rich and everything... me and my 2 brothers used to go to her house everyday and get loads of money for cleaning. It was a really good time... but it all started to suck when I got 7. My little brother was born. He annoyed the shit of of me. I could never concentrate. I was always up in my room banging my head up against the wall to stop the migrain from his damn crying all day. I'm not kidding. You'll never here a child as loud as Simon.

 When I was about 10, I think, my Grand ma passed away. Grand ma helped my parents pay the rent for our apartment and I think that's why we moved to shitty Arizona. My dads family was here, and they had some money as well to help us. Our ass hole grandpa had been the one who made sure nobody would be the house after he died.

 Anyway then I hated Arizona. I'm naturally pretty pale so all the "witty" people there always made remarks on that... when I reached 13 is when people started to call me, "faggot" or "Emo" or my very favorite, "cutter". It was just slurs on how I looked. But I was completely fine with how I looked. I still am now, sort of, except I'm kind of self conscious that something will go wrong with my hair or something.

 People were always fighting at my house. They were always having fueds about pointless things that would lead up into bigger fights and bigger until, in some cases, someone has to call the cops. I'm not kidding. They were bad. My older brother, Michael got his noes broken by my cousin a few times. It was probably good that he was getting put in his place... but there was something unsettling about my cousin that I didn't always like. He never smiled, and he always looked like he was about to punch someone.
 I always stayed away from my dads family because they were all nut cases, but they usually gave me shit about why I was always up in my room. They wondered what I was doing. Honestly,  was usually writing songs or stories. But they could never know that. They still don't.

My Life Now and the recent past--

 On April, 16th, 2011 (I remember because I marked this in a journal so I would never do it again) I was ammited into banner Estrella hospital. The reason for this was because I hit a major artery when cutting myself. I had been cutting because of the teasing and all the people in my family constantly fighting. I knew that I was becoming a little fucked up mentally, but I didn't have anyone to talk to, s I kept it inside until it all popped open one night. That night.
 You don't need to know the details of what exactly happened, I'll say that my sister found me leaning over the bathroom sink, i was half consious, and she had to get my parents who then took me to the hospital. I wasn't a wake for a while, but my doctor said that t was a surprise they were even able to stop the blood loss from getting dangerously low. I was kind of mad, I think, that it hadn't killed me. Ide been reading so many stories... but I guessed they weren't true.
 I spent only maybe 3 days in the hospital. I was only suppose to stay 2, but my mom insisted an extra day. In that time, so many people came from my school to see me. My friends and some strangers... I noticed how a lot more people actually cared then I thought. That day, I wrote this down and I've stuck to it even today...

"The scars on your wrists are things of the past now. You're stronger because of them, now you relieze you can face a lot more obsticals then you thought. You also realized that people do really love and care for you. Love does exist and its living in everyone. Were all the same in one way... and that is that we all want to be accepted. So, with you being alive as proof, today marks the day that you won't waste a day of life, that you will live your life to the fullest and love every day of it. Keep in mind, that theres always hope. Stay strong, Tyler."

That was a part to the letter i wrote to myself the night before I left the hospital. It was a great day for me. My first day of really living. Its still great, even today.


 Right now I live with my Mom, Dad, Aunt and Little brother and sister. They get on my nerves and are always commenting on how weird I look or how gay I am, but I love them. I don't have a girl friend or boy friend but its okay. I'm not exactly looking for LOVE RIGHT now, but once I find it in someone, I'll know, and I hope they do to...

 I haven't cut or thought about it at all since last year. Are you proud? Haha.

 Right now my life is going really great. I'm glad that I'm moving on and that I'm making new friends each day. I'm even in a band with a few of my friends. We are actually pretty populat locally... we have had 17 gigs in our area ~

 After people read my stories that I write, or how my life was , the look at ,e different. I don't want that, though. So please don't think anything new of me from this. I'm still Tyler. you just know more about me.

My Future--

 When I grow up, I want to help kids get over cutting and other stuff, I also want to learn how to animate and  make my own anime's. The number one thing I want to do though, is to fall in love. I don't want to be 40 and still looking for my soul mate, o want to settle down with someone I love and just be a good husband and daddy ^.^ weather it be with a boy or a girl...

 As you can see, I'm not anywhere near the way I want to be in the future, but that's fine. The future is the future. I'm in now >;D so talk to me now if yoh want and dont regret it in the future...


 Alright, thanks for sticking around.
 I Love You <3
 Bye(: