Showing posts with label henry byalikov owns my heart and uterus and other assorted organs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label henry byalikov owns my heart and uterus and other assorted organs. Show all posts

ARGHH.

i don't think it classifies as polite to stick a fist down someone's throat & re-arrange the heart, the bladder & the uterus.

having said that, no-one has been 'impolite' to me as of late, it just sure as hell feels like it. MY HEART IS NOT WHERE IT SHOULD BE.

to say i am devastated makes a mockery of understatements.
this is where i disclose my fanaticism for 'So You Think You Can Dance (Australia)' & my subsequent fangirling(/lust) for Henry & Jack.

AUSTRALIA HAS TAKEN HENRY AWAY & IT IS PAINFUL LIKE RUBBING SALT ON FRESH WOUNDS & STAYING OUT IN THE SUN & FINDING OUT THAT NICE GUYS ARE A MYTH.



gahhhh.
bonnie said it best, "you are still my hurricane henry".