I'm morphing into William Beckett.
Seriously, I got new glasses the other day and I just sort of realised they're quite like Beckett's. (Except mine have flowers on them. Or foliage of some sort. Honestly, I don't know when I became such a girl.) Which, you know, isn't exactly a big deal. But I was getting dressed yesterday and I put on skinny jeans, a t-shirt, a cardigan and black cons. And my hair is short and messy, and I looked at myself in a mirror and it was like. Woah.
I don't actually look anything like Bilvy though. Unfortunately. I'd probably get a lot more ass if I did.