Here's what you should know about me.
I'm awkward, I'm weird, I'm annoying as hell and I hate people.
I obsess over anything and everything.
I have a weird obsession with cop shows.
My friends and I are classed as emo's at school. Honestly we laugh more than we cry.
I enjoy theme park rides but am afraid of the dark.
I like books and by like I mean love and by love I mean hate because I'm poor.
My laptops name is Alf no not after Alfie Deyes, it's my great grandad's name and my friend suggested Alfred.
My shitty fanfics have been deleted. I will probably never post on this account again. It is purely for reading Fanfiction about 9 boys in particular. Sometimes about Sterek don't judge.
I don't normally vote, or comment. Unless I feel it is completely necessary. Oh and remind me not to mention wanting to kill a character, apparently that's offensive and is worthy of being reported.
~ "I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife" ~
~ "To be loved, to be in love." ~
26•3•15 ~ The day the end began ~
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