the death of the party ♥ Twenty three, blonde, university graduate, Caffe Nero Barista, loud, boistrous, opinionated, shy, balshy, jumps in with both feet first, flirty, obsessive, friendly, guarded, erratic, loving, completely confused, stranded, stuck between childhood and adulthood, one bitten, craving genuine people and relationships, lives vicariously through fictional characters, believes the best in people, gullible.
I ship fictional people. Fictional people are better than real people. They do what I want more than real people. |
came as no surprise ♥ Torchwood, Harry Potter, Blur, Muse, Black Books, Never Mind The Buzzcocks, The Libertines, Manic Street Preachers, Placebo, Spaced, The Futureheads, Black Books, Family Guy, Flight Of The Conchords, Dinosaur Comics, Battle Circus, Robots In Disguise, Eddie Izzard, t.A.T.u., comedy, singing, music, deconstructing lyrics, analysing myself to the point of exhaustion, television.
Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen, Gwen/Rhys, Harry/Hermione, Pacey/Joey, Fred/Angelina, Lena/Yulia. |
why did we bother? ♥ I won't friend you unless we have quite a lot in common, and I think that we might get along. Also, I have multiple layers of filter for private stuff, so you might not get to see everything here. But just comment on my friends only post, then I shall know whether you want to be added or not. |
go to another party ♥ I write fanfic and I'm not ashamed to admit it. It's located at absintherobette and it's public, although I do encourage you to friend it. It's mainly Torchwood fic on there, but I haven't ruled out putting on my fic from the past on there. We'll see.
Fanfic does not prove a lack of imagination to create my own characters; it just means that other people's characters are better to play with than my own. | and hang myself ♥ |