Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Friday, December 3, 2010

Bring on the dancing horses

Why didn't any nerdy, skinny, pale boys listening to Echo & The Bunnymen ever walk past me while I was sat crying behind my community center?




Huh? Why?

Furthermore

I don't really care that the sequence of events don't make a lick of sense. I hate shows that think they're all clever and tie things up so tightly it's like a little itty bitty ball of thread that I'm expected to, what, unwind? Please. I'll take tear-jerking drama and a little suspension of disbelief any day.

Butterflies and Hurricanes

I just cried for about 15 minutes straight. So fucking sad and beautiful. Off to have a virtual group cuddle with my fellow fangirls.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Cellblock 59 Song (Feelin' Pervy)

I just realized that I am a total pedophile perv for being so obsessed with a show for teenagers. Luckily, Iwan Rheon is actually only a year younger than I am.

Do, do dodo feelin' pervy...