Wednesday, 3 February 2010
its funny how i was having an unsettlingly intellectual conversation about humanity's obsession with perfection, then mere hours later we stumble upon it. just to let you know, it comes in the form of a deep voiced, cutest laughing, southend skating, guitar playing, tongue clicking, hair flipping, fashion styling, skilled acting, rome photographing, hard rocking, effortlessly perfect guy. the definition of wick. fuck yeah.