// Becca // The wrong side of 18 // Full-time fangirl //

I'm a strange kind of grown-up. I listen to tween-tastic British five-pieces on repeat, I read so much my room looks like a disgruntled bookshop, and I will hoard mugs with tea remnants in them until fungus growth compels me to wash them. The mugs get lonely away from me. 

I'm a little eccentric.

I have an inflatable guitar next to my bed for no reason whatsoever, I seriously debate how many llamas it would take to purchase a four bedroomed semi, and I'm so in love with Harry Styles it's become a problem. No really. That kid's a sparkly dandelion princess with curls I want to plait and a dimple I want to superimpose onto my future child. If I ever met the boy it would be eHarmony cat lady version 2.0.

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