Showing posts with label fancying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fancying. Show all posts

Monday, 6 February 2012

You don't know-oh-oh








I just can't help myself. One Direction make my life better. I watched the above numbers back four times last night, much to the disgust of my mother and the cat. I squealed, squawked, squirmed, shook and screamed - they're so fucking amazing, and I'm such a rampant fan girl that I cannot even put it in to words. Time to go flick through my OD calendar again and try to calm down...


Friday, 14 October 2011

That'swhathappenswhenyou'reonyourown



I didn't know it would come to this but, that's what happens when you're on your own.
And you're all right at letting nice things go.

Well I pawned the earrings that you gave me.
Golden metal flowers, dangling. And I almost cried and I sold them off.

And I don't mind livin' on bread and oranges, no no.
But I gotta get to and from where I come. It's gonna take money to go.

Oh no, ohh.

Tearin'loveapart

Is it bad that I kinda fancy the Xfactor's Craig Colton? Dear me. I should be ashamed of myself. Just can't control myself around them Northern lads.

Wink wink, nudge nudge...