Oh yes, I should do this.
So I am making new friends on here! YAY friends!
But I should maybe tell you who the hell I am!
I am Dorothy Wordsworth, the adoring sister of Liam. You may call me Dory.
So I actually go to that little rundown community college and not the awesome institute of higher learning that my brother attends. I'm flopping where I can. I am like a ghost. You may hear me, you may feel my breeze and wrath, but if you look too closely, I MAY NOT ACTUALLY EXIST EXCEPT IN YOUR MIND.
ANYWAY I am taking a bit of a break from my career and have decided to try educating myself. Well, attending classes in order to become educated. This structured learning thing is not as nice as I had hoped, however.
I like to party. I do not like to eat very much. I like sex but am not a slut and if you call me that, I will come down on you with all my ghostly wrath.
I've been to several countries, but did not get much time to enjoy them as I was working.
I love fashion. I hate the fashion industry. I am not so much allergic to cheap liquor store bouquets of flowers as I just plain hate them. It makes it feel like you picked them up while refilling your supply of cheap gin and vodka or something. Flowers, proper flowers, come from a FLOWER STORE. Don't think we girls can't tell the difference.
I can take the world's fastest shower, complete with shaving and deep conditioning my hair. Ten minutes tops on a slow day.
It takes me an hour to pick out clothes, but only two minutes to put on makeup. On the flip side, it takes me an hour to remove my makeup and do my facial care regimen, but only two seconds to take off my clothes if you know what you're doing.
That is me. If you don't like it, blame Liam. I'm sure he's the one who is responsible for my head being as fucked up as it is.
But I should maybe tell you who the hell I am!
I am Dorothy Wordsworth, the adoring sister of Liam. You may call me Dory.
So I actually go to that little rundown community college and not the awesome institute of higher learning that my brother attends. I'm flopping where I can. I am like a ghost. You may hear me, you may feel my breeze and wrath, but if you look too closely, I MAY NOT ACTUALLY EXIST EXCEPT IN YOUR MIND.
ANYWAY I am taking a bit of a break from my career and have decided to try educating myself. Well, attending classes in order to become educated. This structured learning thing is not as nice as I had hoped, however.
I like to party. I do not like to eat very much. I like sex but am not a slut and if you call me that, I will come down on you with all my ghostly wrath.
I've been to several countries, but did not get much time to enjoy them as I was working.
I love fashion. I hate the fashion industry. I am not so much allergic to cheap liquor store bouquets of flowers as I just plain hate them. It makes it feel like you picked them up while refilling your supply of cheap gin and vodka or something. Flowers, proper flowers, come from a FLOWER STORE. Don't think we girls can't tell the difference.
I can take the world's fastest shower, complete with shaving and deep conditioning my hair. Ten minutes tops on a slow day.
It takes me an hour to pick out clothes, but only two minutes to put on makeup. On the flip side, it takes me an hour to remove my makeup and do my facial care regimen, but only two seconds to take off my clothes if you know what you're doing.
That is me. If you don't like it, blame Liam. I'm sure he's the one who is responsible for my head being as fucked up as it is.