extemporally

"Somehow through Internet osmosis I know all the names of the boys in One Direction," I told my friend over tea and lemon cake in The Rose the day before I left England, "and their personalities. There's Harry, who is bratty and vaguely feminist, Louis, who is bratty, Liam, who is an angel, Zayn, who's supposed to be cool and is also sort of dumb, and Niall, who's just...... Irish."

"..... okay," she said.

INTERNETS. IT IS PRECISELY ONE WEEK SINCE I HAVE HAD THAT CONVERSATION. IT IS NOW 6 AM. AND I FOUND MYSELF: LOOKING AT A PICSPAM AND GRINNING LIKE MAD OVER THEIR FACES. THEY STILL HAVE STUPID HAIR. AND THAT REALLY WEIRD PLASTICKY FASHION SENSE THAT VERY YOUNG BOYS WHO HAVE BEEN GROOMED FOR THE POP MUSIC MACHINE TEND TO HAVE. BUT I NOW HAVE A FAVOURITE. MY FAVOURITE IS: A CROSS BETWEEN ZAYN AND HARRY.

what is happening D:

#i have been broken
#really really broken
#damn you livejournal
#damn the internet