My Fictionpress account: http://www.fictionpress.com/~flutts

F l u t t s . .

reading; cats; butterflies; birds; my nickname (Flutts); my friends; my family; animals; the ocean; travelling; writing; old books; the smell of lavender, the sea breeze, jasmine (the flower); flowers; nature in general; thing that smell nice; candles; fire; Spain; Audrey Hepburn; fantasy; my kitten, Prickle; swimming; forests; the sky; clouds; playing the piano (though my teacher was a bish); staying up really late; the moon; stars; sleeping; dreaming; glitter; indie; Frankie and Lula magazines; grunge; alternative; fairy-like clothes and the Bohemian look; the roaring '20s; the Victorian times; the Medival times; dressing like a fairy; rain; owls; deer; bears; little trinkets; vintage stores; macaroons; autumn; snow; daydreaming; huge lists; fountain pens; tea pots; cassie ainsworth; my unbelievably gorgeous and lovely friends; Mr Happy Face (my possible future husband); wallpaper; polar bears; polaroids; cocktail rings; sugar; shiny things; blogging; writing; hats; seaglass; humming birds; feathers; swans; tinsel and christmas baubles; shakespeare; dresses that look like flowers; rabbits; history; writing; poetry; reading; commas (i just like them); hats; cold days; warm days; trees with no leaves on them and trees with lots of leaves on them; pulling all-nighters; Ireland; fairy trees; raspberries; ribbons; Luna Lovegood

grace

lives in her own little world
loves making lists, reading, ghosts, animals, flowers, pale colours
dares to make her own constellations
is a daydreaming dork. with tendancies to whimsical nerdishness.
believes in unicorns
and hogwarts.
writes up storms, then bottles them away for later
under some sort of enchantment
ever faithful to the likes of radiohead and florence and the machine
wants to look like a woman on a cameo
is probably up in the clouds right at this moment
is possibly an owl

do bee doo.