David Jones's Blog, page 1257
March 26, 2013
Hi! I adore your books and I was just curious because I look like I'm like 10 or something and I'm actually 18, so I was wondering how old you were, you look super young :3
Ah thank you :) Glad you like them, that means a lot :) I know how you feel about looking young! I am in fact 23 but I really do look about 12. A night out is not complete unless I’ve been I.D’d about a million times and been told by about thirty different people that I look young but that it will be a good thing when everyone is 60 and I still look..about 12. I wouldn’t even like to guess how young I look - it probably is like 15 or something - its maddness. Sometimes I just feel like Dorian...
Reasonably close to the scene I envisaged for the poem which is...

Reasonably close to the scene I envisaged for the poem which is on its way shortly.
Are you a guitarist ??
I do play - I’m not especially amazing at it, I do the singing in bands not the guitar work, but I do play a fair bit at home on the acoustic. I use it mainly for writing songs, and I really enjoy playing. I am no Slash though!
If I was a pokemon trainer I’d just get Ditto to transform into me and send it to all the...
If I was a pokemon trainer I’d just get Ditto to transform into me and send it to all the places I can’t be bothered going and make it do all the things I can’t be bothered doing.
March 25, 2013
whatshewanted:
out for a sunday stroll.
i love the ones farther...

out for a sunday stroll.
i love the ones farther back who are holding wings. :) hee hee
They are probably on their way to the UK its colder over here.
“You should get a real job and live in the real...
Actually have had a good day. Typed up a fair amount of the blue bricks part i and then spent the...
Actually have had a good day. Typed up a fair amount of the blue bricks part i and then spent the afternoon writing songs and listening to the 10 force gale of pure, arctic cold that I don’t have to go out in anymore because its the Easter break. Two new songs written. Plenty of novel typed up. Not freezing slowly to death waiting for a bus to arrive. I cannot complain.