October 5, 2011
21 Things I Want In A Lover…

*Every time I’m with her, my cheek bones hurt.

* She smells so damn good. ALL of the time.

* She’s a total dork, but I’m okay with that.

* Her voice. God. The voice.

* She’s the big spoon.

* She spoils me all of the time, and acts like it’s nothing.

*  Her terrible snoring/ sleep talking…it can be cute.  But not at 5am.

*  How she rolls out of bed and is just immediately beautiful.

*  She reads!  I do enjoy a literate girlfriend…

*  The bloody phonecalls at unsocialable hours in the morning which I pretend to grumble at, but secretly look forward to..

*  She lets me put pigtails in her hair..

*  How she sleeps ALL of the time, and when I finally get round to sleeping she is incredibly annoying and thinks she’s cute.  She is.

* She’s beautiful.

*  When reading a text message from her, I have a super dorky smile going on.

*  We’re both theatre geeks.

* She has huuggeeee…personality..s.

*  She introduced me to Glee/ SHAFD.

*  6 hours and more go by annoying quickly when I’m with her, and it drags by when I’m not.

*  How I say things intentionally to freak her out for my own enjoyment, and she surprises me by throwing her arms around me and grinning like a dork.

* How I don’t even mind sounding smooshy or gross on this, as long as it will cheer her up and make her smile.

* She’s alllll mine :)

July 10, 2011
Rediscovering my love affair for Helena Bonham Carter..

Rediscovering my love affair for Helena Bonham Carter..

April 24, 2011

stripeyzebraboy-deactivated2013 said: Will you marry me?

Any day of the week, you sexpot.

April 19, 2011

"Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think."

- La Bruyere.

March 19, 2011
Day 5: A picture of somewhere you’ve been to..
—> Spent my whole high school career so far back in the closet, I was almost chilling with Mr. Tumnus…

Day 5: A picture of somewhere you’ve been to..

—> Spent my whole high school career so far back in the closet, I was almost chilling with Mr. Tumnus…

March 17, 2011
Day 3: A picture of you and your friends. 

Felt that I had to have two posts worth of friends..Those babes, the uni lot x

Day 3: A picture of you and your friends. Felt that I had to have two posts worth of friends..Those babes, the uni lot x

March 17, 2011
Day 3: A picture of you and your friends.

This photo was taken ages ago. I just love it: my girls et moi. x

Day 3: A picture of you and your friends.

This photo was taken ages ago. I just love it: my girls et moi. x

March 16, 2011
Day 2 (Ctd) : 15 facts about yourself…

1. I can’t read analogue clocks.

2. I’ve broken my arm three times, all sport related injuries..

 3. I’m an amazing singer.. (In my shower)

 4. I’m a raging homo :)

 5. I’m a short 5 ft 1 and a half.

6. I adore reading, always have.

 7. I play drums and piano.

8.  My girls are amazing and keep me marginally sane.

9. I love dark humour.  The more politically incorrect, the better.

10.I was born in Dewsbury, Yorkshire. (Stab Capital..)

11. I danced for 7 years, and performed in the King’s Theatre.  

12. I had two poems published when I was a kid.

 13. I’m terrible at meeting people for the first time & hate to talk on the phone.

14. My favourite films are:  Rocky Horror, Rent, Gia and Matilda.

15.   I’m incredibly vain, and love to fill out these types of things ;)

March 16, 2011
Day 2: A recent picture…

<— Just love my make-up in this pic & didn’t want to put up a dorky-smiley one…

March 15, 2011
Day 1: Introduce Yourself.

Here goes…

I’m a bit of a short ass in all honesty.  I have big blue eyes, often scarlett lips, and a tiny, sparkly nose piercing.  I love musical theatre, writing and all things Burlesque.  I’m 19, but feel much older at times.  I want to feel alive, like I’m making a difference, but I feel that I’m too young to know how do to that yet.  I’m often inspired by film or music into making something of my life, and often get particularly frustrated when I realised that it’s gradually ticking away and yet I still haven’t done anything particularly ground-breaking, or in the very least, found true happiness.  If it really exists.  Superficially, I used to wish I was beautiful, like, truly beautiful:  head-turning, time-freezing - the works.  It seemed to be the only way to get noticed within this world.  That may sounds incredibly ‘plastic’ of me, but who can honestly say that they have never desired to be beautiful?  Or wouldn’t want to be a little thinner, have a smaller nose, straighter hair perhaps?  There’s only one chance to make a good first impression and that’s often made at face value.  But is true beauty the only way to achieve happiness?  Well, look at Catherine Zeta Jones, Idina Menzel, Portia De Rossi - they all seem pretty damn happy to me.  And yet, no - happiness is definitely an emotion, not something appearance-induced.  This is why I love musical theatre.  Who has ever been as elevated, as flushed with excitement, as happy at life, as they have been when leaving a particularly well-executed performance? 

God, do I love late night insightfulness.  Apologies, for those who do not feel the same, but bugger you - I’ll always have Wicked, Mamma Mia &  Rent.

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