... ironically my parents would have called me sean if i was a boy.
i have stupid tattoos, crazy rainbow hair and if i had a fuck I certainly would not give it.
i hate being ordinary & constantly draw attention to myself, but most of my ideas are elaborated from someone else & i have a shy side to me. i worry about change & care too much about how other people feel & often forgetting what i want so i get myself in a pickle.
i want to be a teacher when i'm older, but i have no idea why, i hated getting up for school. my toes look like peanuts, i have a really freckly nose & i hold my pen wrong, i have chipped nail varnish & world war 2 boots which i have worn to death. i smile all the time & i never cry...nobody really gets me.
i love dr martens, vans & trashy old hippy clothes. i sing and play the guitar, but i can't do either. Instead of a penny jar, I save up memories instead in a little book - i guess this explains why I'm always skint.
i like to collect old things. i love insense sticks, patchwork drapes & polaroid cameras, old worthless shit & black and white photographs.
i love bmx & volkswagens, summer & the sun, crispy autumn leaves and giant mugs of tea. i love to visit decrepit abandoned places & go on new adventures. gigs & music i've never heard before and partying until the sun is out.