Tatter

Tatter

"

I'm flying through the sky on wings made of stone

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Safe and Hiding in My Own Little World
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If I told you If I told you

A Poem by Tatter


Help. Help.

A Poem by Tatter


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A Poem by Tatter


Break Break

A Story by Tatter


You You

A Poem by Tatter



About Me

Hey.

My name's Tatter. Nice to meet ya.

Honestly, I'm nothing special. I'm fourteen years old and have been playing the french horn since I was ten, and the trumpet for two years before that. Music is my passion; without it life just isn't worth half as much as it could be. <3 I'm in three bands and the choir, and I assure you that I would be in more if I had enough free time. XD I spend more time at school than home as it is...

Uummm, I am completely and utterly in love with border collies, and I would trade both of my sibling to have one of my very own.

.... That's a lie, but you get what I meant.

Oh, just to warn you ahead of time, I don't make a lot of sense; at least, not to people who aren't mentally unstable like myself. So yeah. If you don't like to read things that don't make a heck of a lot of sense, then please don't bother reviewing/reading my work. Thanks a bunch. <3