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My name is Steff. Frankie if you’d prefer – I know I would. I’m 18 years old and 5â€6 feet tall. My eyes are brown and nobody knows what my hair colour is. Naturally.
<[i>She's the kind of girl who looks for love in all the lonely places]
I like cheese far too much for my mental stability, and I have an unhealthy obsession with pirates. I like being British and I dress up far too often.
<[i>I didn't mean to scare you, you just seemed really nice]
I'm probably one of the most negative people you will meet, and nearly all of the sentences I come out with start at "it really annoys me when...", "do you know what really pisses me off..." or just plain "I hate.†Humans as a species annoy me, but I can cope with individuals.
<[i>and everything around her is a silver pool of light]
I hate people who think they are better than everyone else, because usually they aren’t. I don’t like snobbery, and I hate being judged. Guess what? I’m a hypocrite. Stereotypes are stereotypes because majority rules. I’d like to think that I’m an individual however, and therefore cannot be categorised. I wouldn’t be friends with me if I was somebody else. Thankfully, I met a few somebody else’s that did want to be friends with me. I’m not going to say they’re better than yours. I wouldn’t trade though.
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I like songs with good lyrics. I like lyrics that tell a story. I like lyrics I can relate to. I believe in the things that only happen in Disney, and I have too much faith in happily ever after. I want my life to be just like that. I cry at most films – even the ones where everybody falls in love. Nothing can beat the feeling of being at a live gig. Well, a good one. I love my mum more than she’ll ever know for this.
<[i>Little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotations]
I'd like something perfect. Please? I'd like to go back in time to when ladies wore dresses and had to be pale, little girls had etiquette but things were still pretty grim. The underworld ruled and you could get away with murder... for the right price. Because everything has a price - at least they were honest about it back then. I'm not sure which will be easier to aquire - a time machine or something perfect. Things should be kept as simple as the days when it was okay to share boyfriends.
