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Edward Opie

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About Me

Hello, I am Jade.



Some of my goals in life include having a shaved head and travelling around the entire world. I like to drink pints, i like to eat so much that i need a nap after it, i like air-conditioned rooms, taking pictures, drinking benders, city hopping and chilled water. And sometimes i just wish i was 10 again (but not in a michael Jackson freaky way) If any of those sound good to you, we shall get along swimmingly.
I also do band photography, so if you'd like work done message me. Examples of my work are on www.jadefrench.blogspot.com
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Pretty much anyone.

Jeremy Kyle should be prime minister

Ray Mears

John Willmott, 2nd Earl of Rochester
id love a drink with him

Andy Kaufman

Oliver Twist
, slightly ficticious, i know

Jafar By far the best villain. Ever.

A mystic. I want to be regressed into my past life.

Shane MacGowan "The most important thing to remember about drunks is that drunks are far more intelligent than non-drunks. They spend a lot of time talking in pubs, unlike workaholics who concentrate on their careers and ambitions, who never develop their higher spiritual values, who never explore the insides of their head like a drunk does."

John Opie My ideal man, he was a painter know as the 'Cornish Wonder', shame he died in 1807, otherwise i would have looked him up.
Ma Boheme

I went on my way, my hands in my torn coat pockets;
my overcoat too was turning into an idea.
I travelled beneath the sky,
Muse! and I was your vassel;
Oh dear me! what marvellous lovesI dreamed of!
My only pair of breeches had a big hole in them.
Stragazing Tom Thumb,
I sowed my rhymes along the way.
My tavern was at the Sign of the Great Bear
My stars in the sky rustled softly.
And I listened to them, sitting on the road-sides
on those pleasant September evenings
while I felt drops of dew on my forehead
like vigorous wine; and while,
rhyming among the fantastical shadows,
I plucked the strings of a lyre
the elastics of my tattered boots,
one foot close to my heart!

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