i haven't changed since i was five. still like making everything up in my head. still don't like being told what to do. still fixate on particular foods. still think boys are icky and should have to stay away from me unless i say so at all times.
seriously. boys. ICK. ICKY. I DON'T LIKE THE MALE RACE.
except for the few exceptions. which consists of select welsh boys(and honourary ones), MJ, my dad and my granddad.
no, actually, don't like him either.
i suppose doctor who's alright.
still broke rose tyler's heart though.
fucking bastard.
x
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He gave her a him!
That's gotta count for something.
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