You may have noticed my growing collection of Team Stickers, over on the left hand side. It is pretty much a list of boys that I would marry if they were real *sigh*. Let's just pretend, for now, that they are. You don't do that anyway?

He's tall, blond, and supposedly the most good looking boy on the planet- my dream boy. Alas, it is not to be between us. I will just have to carry on dreaming about him though.
He is definitely my ideal book boy, the kind that you just want to squeal for, even though you'd probably never be with a boy like him in real life. I can't tell you how many times I have been reading The Mortal Instruments and either fallen on my bed squealing, or desperately tried to stop myself from giggling to myself at school. Especially when he says things like this:
“I know it's wrong - God, it's all kinds of wrong - but I just want to lie down with you and wake up with you, just once, just once ever in my life.”

"Men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown!"
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