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Turn away,
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
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Hey, My name is Tanner. Tanner Jacob Luther to be exact. Most just call me Tanner, and I'm perfectly fine with that, though I must say some do call me Tanny, which again isn't a terrible name, but it's not my favorite. Anyways. I'm 17 years old, born February 18th 1995. I'm pretty sure that's spring, maybe late winter, not sure cause I'm not good with month. Yeah. Anyways, I was born in Finland, and yes..I have a Finnish accent. Considering I basically grew up there, move to Florida just a year ago, and I mind as well say that I'm quite..happy here? I do speak both Swedish and Finnish, Considering my mom is fully Swedish and my father is fully Finnish, so I'm half Finnish and Half Swedish...Cool right? So, I should continue to tell you all how I am? Well, I find this hard, so I'll just go off with what people tell me I am. People say I'm sweet, naive, funny, playful, joker, stubborn, bad-tempered, weirdo, somewhat hyper, and childish. I guess I'm like that, I'm not exactly sure because I'm...me and I don't know how else to say about myself. History wise, well that's quite boring. I was born and mostly raised in Finland, with 5 younger sister, yep I'm the oldest sibling. I have two wonderful parents, had great friends..nothing amazing or horrible happened to me as a child. On and on, As far as I know, I don't have a crush on anyone..me and my cat have this strong relationship going. Oh! did I forget to add about my cat? Well I got a tabby named Kulta, which means love/sweetheart, and she very much is a sweet heart. Well, I'll see you all around, Bye!
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Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me in all my favorite colors,
My sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.
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safety pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers
whose glances can cripple
the heart and devour the soul
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Well Hello There. I'm Poseidon. Yes, like the Greek god if the sea. My parents are some Greek funky people. Anyways, I get people to simply call me Po, which is much more modern then Poseidon, which I think that is a complete ridiculous name to name a son in the 21st century! Anyways, just call me Po and I think we'll get along just fine. I'm 18 years old and skate boarding is my whole life. I just love it, allows me to get away from any situation I might be in. I'll just dive into this stupid question-air thingy. Let's see, Personality? Well. I've heard I'm quite a player. Well, yeah I am, but not really. You see, I sleep with these girls that are complete..um..they are just not nice girls, and they defiantly aren't telling me to stop. So, I'm not really doing anything bad, I don't mean to hurt them. But since I do just sleep with them and leave the next morning, I get the player tag. Which is okay I guess. On forth with the personality, I'm a bit reckless, I tend to just do what comes to mind and not think of what could happen, which is bad in some ways. I have like no filter in my mind, so what I think I say. I have a serious temper which I have to take medication and see a 'doctor' about every month, once a month. I once punched a guy because I thought he was breathing to hard, I just wasn't in the best of moods is all. I just very protective of the things I have, or really care about. Mostly because I get most of the things I love taken away from me and it's pretty hard to deal with that. Though I am a real nice guy, I want to make people smile and laugh, I want to show love to just one girl and make someone happy, but it's hard. My history is no help with my personality, well I don't really blame my past for me being like this, but it does contribute. I remember from a young age my actual father beating my mom, and I can remember he would beat me to from time to time. And from this beating, CYS got called and I got moved into a foster home. From the age of 7, I got bounced around until I ended up in Florida. I guess I have pretty nice parent how, but it isn't the same as my actual parents. It never will be.
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All alone he turns to stone
while holding his breath half to death
Terrified of whats inside
to save his life he crawls
like a worm from a bird
crawls like a worm from a bird
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