
Yes, yes I am and daskdaks shush it’s just dorky as hell.

Also I look tired as hell because I am.

Yes, yes I am and daskdaks shush it’s just dorky as hell.

Also I look tired as hell because I am.
My eye decided to freak out in the middle of taking a picture
so this is what you are getting.
This is my amused Tumblr face
I was scratching my head
Damnit why do these always pop up in the evening when there’s no light.

Also yeah I usually sit about a mile away from the screen and look bored even if I am being entertained. You found out my terrible secret.
(via kawaiiyomo-blog)

Pfff don’t be silly, I don’t wear shirts all the time.
That’s what short-sleeved shirts are for.


awauhsdnk fff shush, thanks, but shush :“>
Anyway yes, I dye my hair but I’m not entirely sure what colour it is! I started dying it red way back in Grammar School (hence the nickname of Fred after the Weasley holding up for so long), but when I was a kid it was really blond. I started to go mousey-brown in my teens and was like NOPE so then it was red and it’s been red for a long time.
I was actually blond again for most of 2011 but I bleached it. Last year I tried to take a picture every year so I could do a stop motion animation of me aging some day, so here’s a pics-or-it-didn’t-happen for you;


Here’s me being hideous when my roots started showing through (without cartoon eyeliner for once) so you can see it’s probably mid-brown now…

Here’s when I accidentally bought the wrong bleach and it went a kind of mega weird blond-pink-brown…

aaaand this was me thinking I was going to hang myself by learning to tie a bow tie a week or so ago.

:T

Wait, Americans have things called biscuits that aren’t… biscuits?
Let me just search this-

Wait a sec-
isn’t that a scone? how is that anything like a bisc-

Wait.
Is that a piece of friend chicken?

You people put gravy and chicken on scones and call them biscuits?

…

Ladies, please; I’m not that easy to win over. Hate to disappoint, but the secret stays with me.


Button, ducky, but points for trying- and oh, they’re just something I picked up last time I was in Mancheste-

…
You anons are a cunning bunch aren’t you?


I always sort of laugh when people ask this of anyone, because to me it’s like asking what your favourite film is; THERE IS NO ANSWER. Some days it’s The General, sometimes it’s Paprika, sometimes it’s The Third Man, there’s no way to answer.
Same with tea; but if there’s one type that I drink far too frequently it’s this one-

… Dear god I look genuinely deranged.
Excellent.

Look. No. Just, no. I appreciate the interest but really, stop. There is absolutely nothing that you can say to persuade me to


I hate you.
So much.

I tried. I really did-

but you see, anon-

it always sticks out in places-

and then I pull stupid faces-

so I will never be a kawaii animu like Ringo.

Sorry about that .n.