Tyler Haze

[Tyler Haze]

Tyler! STOLE YOUR HEART;

They call me JESS and I've shot for the moon 18.5 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via telepathy...try it, it rocks.
Ktxbi.

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» There Goes my Hero;

THe birth certificate reads Tyler Haze
But Everyone Calls Me Tyler or Ty
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 19 years
The say I Am...was a jail bird
Ive Been Told I Look Like Wentworth Miller

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» Rock and Roll, Baby.;

I am so tall 6'
And I Weigh 145
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced my inmate number on my left shoulder
They always say I look like His height is nothing particularly noteworthy. He's not tall, and he's not short, nothing special about it. He is, however, pretty darn well built, and not the sort of person you'd want to get into a fight with. He spent a year in prison, and there's not much to do in prison besides work out. Plus, he sort of had to, being only 17 and in a full scale prison, he had to be in top form to defend himself. Now that he's out, it's pretty obvious how much time he spent in the gym last year.

He keeps his hair short...very short to keep it out of his way...okay, so he pretty much cuts it all off. The last thing he needs is a mop getting in his eyes when he's trying to shoot something, or more likely trying to stop someone from shooting him. He has three scars from gun shot wounds that almost killed him, one on his right shoulder, on on his upper left chest, and one sort of in between, dangerously near to his heart. He really is lucky to be alive, an inch to the right and he'd have been dead within minutes of getting shot.

His appearance is almost a bit his panic, though he has lived here his entire life. Smiling is not his forte, and few people can prompt one to make an appearance. His eyes are a cold gray that reveal nothing about him except the fact that he could kill you if he wanted to. Really there's nothing inviting and friendly about him. He doesn't always look like he'd going to kill you, or even hurt you, but still, he seems almost dangerous in his over all appearance.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out three bullet scars

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» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;

I Adore guns, cars, girls, knives...typical guy
I Abhor cops, perfect people, rich kids, wanna be gangsters
I Rock self defense, hiding emotion, and anything requiring pristine physical fitness
I Suck alcohol, lying, and fitting in
I Do tends to mistrust people upon first meeting them
I Want to stop screwing up his life and get back on the right track
I Fear never finding someone who'll give him a chance
I Shut up blaming himself for his brother's death, the fact that he needs help
I am Intentionally harming someone is anything but on his list of things to do, but he still tends to scare people away. He has beat the stuffing out of a few people in the past, but he always had a very legitimate reason for doing so. Revenge isn't a big priority for him, but if you cross him bad enough, you can bet that while you're busy watching your back, he'll stab you in the chest. It is sort of a minor flaw, but given enough time he usually gets over, it, so if you pissed him off, steer clear of him for a while.

He's a rather quiet person and doesn't really say much in conversations unless he is directly addressed. He had a tendency to drift to the dangerous and criminal side of life, and for that people really dislike him. Really it's just because he likes to stand up and laugh in the face of danger, and a criminal lifestyle allows him to do so...mostly, he's just very misunderstood, and people never seem to understand that.

He always seems to want to be anywhere but where he is, and very strongly dislikes the law and anyone involved in enforcing it. He appears to be distant and standoffish most times, but really if you get to know him, he's one of the nicest people you'll ever meet. As of yet though, no one has taken the time to understand him, so no one knows that other side of him, all they know is the distant kid who screwed up his life by getting into crime.

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» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;

I Came From Mom-Angel-53-nurse Dad-Marcus-54-deceased
I Share My Dna With Jacob Haze-deceased
I Come From Pinewood
But I Live Here Now Pinewood
This Is Who I was His life wasn't always like this, he started out as a nice kid. He was one of those guys who fell into the "charmers" clique, and there weren't many people that didn't like him. He was nice, charming, genuinely caring, all that good stuff. His life was pretty much normal, he went to school, got decent grades, hung out with friends...the whole normal kid shebang. But like all good things, it couldn't last forever, and unfortunately for him, his life went downhill faster than he had ever thought possible.

When he was a sophomore in high school, his younger brother was killed in a car accident. His mom blamed his dad, and his dad blamed him, and he didn't know what to do. The divorce hit him harder than he had expected. His dad mom packed up and left him with his dad, never to be heard from again. His dad started drinking, and he couldn't remember the last time he'd seen him sober. He dropped out of high school when his dad stopped working and paying bills and taxes. When that happened...his life only got worse. He started getting in with the wrong people, and soon fell under the classification of a criminal.

He never got into drugs or too heavily into alcohol, but he started to live for the thrill he got out of doing things against the law and getting away with it. When he was 16, he joined a "gang" of sorts, and was soon never to be found without a gun or knife on him out of sheer necessity. At 17, he and the guys held up a bank, and when things started to fall apart, they all split. Unfortunately, he was the one the cops went after, and when he found himself with no escape, he pulled out his gun, turned around, and the sound of three gunshots sounded through the air, one after the other. Barely a moment later, he felt all three bullets pierce into his chest, and then nothing more.

They took him to the hospital, completely unconscious, and got him stabilized, then took him to prison. When he came to, he was in an isolated cell, the same cell that he spent the next year locked up in. The only visitor that ever came his way was one of the three cops that had shot him that night. The guy felt bad for shooting him, after he found out that Tyler was only 17. Tyler, of course, completely blew him off, he hated the law and anything that had to do with it. When he got out, there was no such thing as easy for him.

He was now 18, and any job he applied to that saw he was a convicted felon refused to hire him. He really honestly was trying to get his life right...he didn't want to go back there again, and he sure as hell didn't want to get shot again. But it seemed no one was willing to give him that second chance. Finally, he gave up on trying, and started living on the streets. It seemed like the only people who would accept him were the ones who, like him, had nothing.
This Is Who I am Not a day goes by that I don't want to kill myself for ruining my life. Most days I wonder why I'm still here.

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» This Heart It Beats;

I Lust girls (straight)
I Love a girl who's not just looking for sex
I Loathe porn star whores
Maybe I loved no one
Maybe I Didnt N/A

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» This Is How We'll Dance;

I Bow Down dude
I Am Awesome Uhhhh...try the 10,000 posts from Anthony, Charlie, Derrick, Aaron, and Santi

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Thanks Isa for helping =]

[Cheyenne Kings}]

Accepted!
Good job Jess ^^
<3 Chey