And they say,
She's on the class A team,
Stuck in her daydream,
Been this way since 18,

But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream

So I guess that I should Introduce myself. My Name: Is Caitlyn Jay Morgan. I guess you could say I was named after my mother. I wouldn't know much seeing how she died giving birth to me. Dad said I always seemed like a Caitlyn and so you have it. My Dad'f father's name was Jayden but that would seem like a weird name so he just stuck with Jay. As for my last name, it comes from a long line of old people. Pretty simple right. If you get close to me I usually go by Nicknames: Cat, or Cj but, you can only call me Cj if you're close to me. If you're not it just annoys me. Well, Im Age: finally 18 and able to do whatever I want. Yay? I was born on July fourth. Crazy right? I still live at home with Family: my dad, step mom, and half sister. I'm pretty cool with my dad but Not so much with my 'New' mom. She tries to hard and seems so fake. I guess me and my sister on neutral. I honestly can't wait to move out though. I think most teens will agree with me on that though.

Well lets get a little deeper then shall we? Personality:My friends call my the crazy one which is probably true seeing how I'm ADHD. I'm usually everyones source of laughter and I enjoy it. Most people will describe me as being outgoing or blunt, which is true. Whenever I hear something I usually speak my mind about what I think of it if it's hurtful or not. I also tend to be sometimes rude and mean. It's usually because I'm upset or hurt.When like this I tend to often lash out at others and my words can be very hurtful. If this happens it will take a while for me to apologize because that's just who I am. Whenever someones sad or feeling down I tend to try to make them happy by being random which is the usual with me. If this doesn't help I can be the best listener there is. I have also been told that I give very good advice and close friends have called me, "The White Oprah," a few times. It's a bit weird if you ask me but, you didn't so yeah. Be nice to me. Most of the time I'll be nice back.
Well let's talk about my likes and make my way down to the dislikes now. Likes: I like to take photos. I think I could do it as a career if I wanted to but, I really don't so I won't. I really like food. Thanks to my rather high metabolism I can eat as much food as I want and I do. I tend to only go a hour or two without having to get more food. Another thing I like to do is sing. Only a few people have heard me sing including Jorge. I'm rather good to if I may say so myself. I enjoy walking on the beach as well as surf boarding seeing how the first thirteen years of my life I lived on the beach. I also like sea turtles. One time I rescued a baby one from a seagull and named him Buster. I kept him as a pet for a while until dad found out I was keeping an endangered species in our back yard. I love beanie babies. I have a corner of my room dedicated to them. Strange, I know. But hey, every one has a certain thing they love right?
Now for the non-fun dislikes. Dislikes:I hate sea food. I love everything else but, absolutely hate sea food. I also dislike being judged. I'm me, it's not like I can just go change into something that I'm not. I hate when people look at me and talk about how I'm such a failure to my family. Sure I made a few mistakes but, I tried my best to fix them the best I could. I hate clowns. I have a strange fear of them and they just creep me out. The thing that probably upsets me the most is when people make others feel like they aren't worth anything. You were sent to this earth for a reason because that guy in the sky has a plan for you. So what there may be a few bumps in the road. You look at them, and jump over them and leave it with a laugh. That's pretty much the basics of what I like and dislike Mr. Stranger sir.If you want to know anything else about them just ask. I won't bite. A lot..
Now let's take a trip down Memory Lane. It may be a long and scary one but it's where I go to feel the happiest. History:As you may have figured out my mum died giving birth to me. So I never met her. I've seen many photos and videos though. She was a lovely woman who looked so different compared to me. I have her eyes though. Everyone says I do. Growing up without a mother was tough and when kids at school asked questions I felt horrible. I met my best friend Jorge in third grade. He was a year ahead of me so he was like a big brother to me. He was always there for me when I needed him and I thank him for that. We watched over each other like we were actually related. We made a pac that no matter what happened we'd always be there for each other. We stayed this way even through my dad's new marriage when I was thirteen. I stayed with Jorge during this time frame refusing to come home. I finally came home when dad found out where I was staying. Jorge and I used to talk about making it big one day and sometimes I think he wasn't just kidding. It happened in my sophomore year. When he ended his life that is. He hadn't bothered to tell me that his mom and dad were fighting and the abuse that was going on in his house. He just did it. Gave up on life itself and it hurt. It still does. I went down hill from there. I did drugs and even drank at one point. It helped me though. Well, at least I thought it did. It was like the whole situation wasn't real. I kept telling myself that Jorge's going to pick you up for school today but, he never has and I know that he never will. It's something I have to live with. I used to also cut myself. I have the scars still see? I stopped though in my last year of school and I entered rehab. I've been okay'ish ever since. I still miss him though. I haven't dreamt once since the day he ended his life. Sometimes I wish I did so I could talk to him. I know its realistic but that's all I got now. Fantasies and bitter sweet things like videos and photos to remind me that this is real. I never told him that I loved him and I regret that the most though. It was as if God were laughing at me for not being brave enough. Maybe it was funny. Maybe this was some sick joke.
Description:Right now I guess we can talk about what you see.That is before I burst out crying. I must say I'm not that bad on the eyes if I can. I'm rather petite with the weight:of eighty nine pounds and the height of five foot three. I know I'm VERY short but I can't change that fact. Skin:I have a rather pale skin complexion for someone who spends so much time in the sun. Maybe I have a condition. My hair: is naturally brown and curly. It gets lighter when I'm in the sun or if I blow dry it right after a shower. I often want to dye it but with the overly large amounts of different shades people say it would be a waste of money. Yes my hair is in fact natural. People say I always had my mother's eyes.Eyes:They said her's was a mixture of all sorts of blues. in the middle my eyes are a dark blue with gray specks and around it is a ring of teal. The rest is just a light blue. Now for the not so natural things. Body Modifications: I have two earring on each of my ears. I have a butterfly tattoo in my lower belly waist area. I also have a tattoo on my lower back with the lyrics from the song Poison and Wine.Clothing: My clothing consist of skinny jeans, short shorts, dresses, T-shirts, Tank-tops, flip-flops, Vans, Converse, and sometimes high heels. 
My love lifes pretty plain seeing how I've only been in love once. He'll always be my first.
Crush:I'm not crushing on anybody right now even though there are many boys around to crush on I just don't get the time anymore. I mean to be honest I could continue to make excuses but I just don't get the point of crushes at the moment and most likely any future moment.
Boyfriend:I haven't had a real boyfriend in three years now. As said above I don't see the point in being in a relationship. All they do is distract you from what really matters. What am I saying? Love means a lot in life. I'm just do stuck in the past to really care.
Ex's I've had quiet a few ex's but the relationships didn't last long.
What to look for in a guy:I usually look for a guy with a good personality and a funny personality. He has to be able to share his food with me and watch all my Disney movies without falling asleep because I love Disney. This fairy tale of a guy needs to be able to be serious though so he can balance me.
My room consist of a gray blue wall color, matching white side tables, white bed, pale blue blankets, a white dresser with a fancy mirror hung on the wall above it, pictures all over the place and many many christmas lights.