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I'M MEGAN.
I live in London. Hayes. . But fuckoff:) And lucky for you i'm single!
I love wearing red lipstickBelly butterflys when I see you're face. I'll never have enough clothes. White hair and black hair and a dark ginger hair. Thats cute.
Loud, weird, big imagination.
I'm sorry to say, you 'aint coming home with me tonight darling.
Big heels, Big dresses, Big earings, Big attitude.
I often think alone waiting for things to happen, to find the right person, or idea. Waking up early to catch the mist. Or creeping out at night to catch the quiet. 'Nobody knows where I am, or who I am, so I can be lost' - Vouge.
Which is prettier?A black cat sleeping on a white pillow, or a curly hair'd brunette women in a miniskirt? You'd only have a few seconds to vote. I vote for the cat.Everyday is my fashion show. And the world is my runway'
I like collarbones. flawless skin. Massive handbags. Big dresses. Big waistblets. Chunky heels. Waist shorts. Pale make up. Bright lips. Cheap perfume. Vintage. Vintage tattoo's. Real Romance. Watching the city go by, with someone you love. Kissing. Hugging. Summer. Big baggy jumpers. Long red nails. Chinese food. Big sun glasses. Baggy hooded jumpers. Love. Alcohole. Cigerettes. Fancydress. Nice boys. Bad boys. Cookie dough ice cream. Partys. Big smiles. Long lashes. Nice hair. Fairy tail romance. Chick flicks. Nights in with my girls. Nights out with my girls. Magic. London. Amy winehouse. Pete Doherty. The horrors. Vouge. Amazing nights. Not so good nights, with amazing endings. Jeremy Kyle. Fashion. And shortcake :)
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vczIwNS5waG90b2J1Y2
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