Things that I like, just because I like making lists. Seriously, don’t read on if you’re not interested, it won’t be worth your while.
Harry Potter. Doctor Who. London. Frappucinos. Walks in the rain. Second-hand books. Feathers. Old photographs. Castles. Natural history museums. Tchaikovsky. Marvel comics. Emma Watson. Film conventions. Old Disney films. Greek mythology. Open top buses. Cream soda. VersaEmerge. English beaches. New York City. Trees in autumn. Seeing a good band live. Ballet. New stationery. Glee. The smell of paint. Libraries. Sims. The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Post-it notes. Piercings. Knitting. Staying under a duvet when it’s cold outside. My flutes. Star Wars. Bullet points. Film marathons. Big, comfy hoodies. Period dramas. Good soundtracks. Log cabins. Rice. Wearing guy’s clothes, underwear and deodorant. Clocks. William Shakespeare. Writing/receiving letters. Baking. Hieroglyphs. The Royal family. Curly hair. Meeting famous people. Doctor Who Confidential. Film memorabilia. Aquariums. Writing on a new page. Sudoku. Hip bones. Forrest Gump. Lightsaber duels. Digestive biscuits. Dressing up. Mountains. Scarves. Honeydukes. Girls with nice stomaches. Really good playlists. Calendars. Laughing uncontrollably. Bakeries. Empire magazine. Weddings. Timetables. Late night conversations. Spontaneous trips. Cuddles in bed. Meaningful ambitions.
