oreo-painted soul

she’s moving across the stage

using the TARDIS

I am going to be completely honest with you, I did not write that haiku. My friend did. I couldn’t write anything like that to save my life.

Call me Gail. I am currently residing in the Philippines but in my dreams I am in London, enjoying a cup of tea with the Queen. (Okay, maybe not tea. I hate tea.) I am fourteen years of age but I am a seven year old at heart. 

Yes, I am female, in case you were wondering. Proudly pansexual, thank you very much. But I do believe I was a gay man in a past life. Oh, and I like cookies and cream ice cream, oreo cheesecake and fried oreos. Basically anything that has to do with anything similar to oreos. (In fact, I think I will go get some right now. Excuse me.)

I am incredibly vain and I have an everlasting love for photography (not that I’m a photographer). Style is my middle name and stripes and polkadots are my addiction. I created this Tumblr because… my friends told me to. 

But not to fear! I don’t think I’ll abandon it. I’m having far too much fun for that.

My social life is going nowhere but I can say that my love life with my multiple fictional husbands is doing very well. Someday, you’re going to see me on Broadway (but hopefully not as some sort of tree or rock in the background) and on TV (preferably something British, even though my accent sucks). Oh, and rock and country keep me alive.

Pop into my ask and tell me to check out your blog and I’ll probably follow you straight away because my dash is dead.

Also, none of these posts are mine, unless stated so.

Good day and happy blogging!