Taylor Ranae
Bio
I'm a spiritual advisor, a virgo & an avid writer.
I like crime stories, fiction, nonfiction, mystery, thrillers... I'm all over the place. Let's chat!
Stories (8/0)
Leave It In The Past
For better or worse, I have always been a hopeless romantic and that's landed me in a few relationships that I was better off leaving alone. I have a propensity to fall in love with potential. As long as I could see it in you, we could make something happen. At least, that's what I thought most of the time. In 2017, I met a really charming, tattoo laden bad boy. I thought that I could be the one to change his nefarious ways. I was naive, entirely far too naive to see what I was getting into. I'll save the gritty details because it requires a trigger warning and all that, but needless to say it became abusive very fast. This is not to say that all charming, tattoo laden men are abusive. This olne one just happened to be. I am someone who was always been a music lover, I love to sing - as off key as i may be, I'm always imagining myself in a music video - funnily enough, I'm singing while typing right now. I'm listening to the playlist I curated for this contest. This is where it comes full circle. Being that I'm a music head, music was where I found solace in this abusive relationship. He lived on the 9th floor and I had a lovely view of Jamaica, Queens. As somber as it sounds now, I'd often go on the balcony, put on Spotless Mind by Jhene Aiko and cry my little brown heart out. I could see myself in a different timeline. I wasn't happy where I was but I couldn't find a way out. Until I did.
By Taylor Ranae3 years ago in Humans
five
Five things I don't like about myself. Hmmm. Ask a harder question, why don't you Hazeldine? I never really put much thought to the things I didn't like about myself. My momma didn't raise me that way. Well, she also didn't raise me to be a fool and my whole experience with Austin has been foolhardy.
By Taylor Ranae3 years ago in Filthy
two
For whatever reason, Bianca doesn't like to come to the city unless she's accompanied by someone, and most of the time that person is me. As long as I've known Bianca, I've always been the older one but I thought she was the prettier one. She'd always get the guys, she bloomed earlier than I did. I always thought she was so lucky. When we were in middle school, Bianca was the early bloomer out of our grade. Boys flocked around her whenever they could and she loved that attention. Unfortunately, the attention was garnered by just about everyone. Girls included. But the one whose attention it grabbed the most (and annoyed me the most) was this guy I had a crush on, Elliot. He'd call me every day after school, just to make sure I got home okay. He told me it was something his father told him to do. One day, while they had a class together, he asked the class for a spare writing utensil to take notes with. Bianca had one. And apparently, it was love at first sight from there. No more phone calls for me. Bianca took it all in stride, it was just another guy. She got bored of him once someone else looked her way. Elliot and I never spoke to each other again.
By Taylor Ranae3 years ago in Humans
