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Originally posted on Feb. 6, 2014, at 10:14 p.m.
The guy at my local cafe
Thank you for waking me up every morning, sexual. In a non-sexual way.
Sexy. As. I’ve wanted to hop on the right foot and do the wrong thing with him since Skins.
Out of pure curiosity. Though I’m not sure that I’m his type.
He can come into me like a wrecking ball. What? His sexy voice gets me through the last hours of work, plus he’s funny and awkward which always goes over well with me. Especially his singing, which ranges from shrill to brilliant (the “knocking one out” tune to “Mulled Wines”).
Extremely intelligent guys.
You shut your mouth.
Do me Damon Salvatore
The real reason I watch rugby. And look! He plays guitar!
Captain Jack Sparrow
My favourite pirate.
Sexy bear. I mean, if I lived in a Seth MacFarlane universe.
Look, there’s a rainbow! Do me on it!
Yeah I would.
And pretty much any hilarious guy who is remotely attractive.
And of course, Harry Styles
I know. I’m not proud of it either. And I think I prefer the nerdy version.
NB I am totes magotes joking about the fictional characters/teddy bears. But completely serious about Greg James and Harry Styles.