My e-friends. =\

Like I said, I have friends. Many of my friends don't roam the street around here. But need I say, across the universe.

Firstly..



Here's Ray. Lover, brother and the sweetest thing.
He has problems socialising, but I'm sure he's doing
well now. He works as a cook. He's Irish and he
does an amazing Stich impersonation.
Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind.
And it's rather amazing!
He took this picture in a circus, if I'm not mistaken.
I think it looks bloody amazing.










Here's Ben. Ex-lover. Friend. Heart breaker. Heart throb. Every girl he knows wants him.
But he's a sweet guy. Sensitive, loving, 5'7, meat eater, and lives in a trailer. His parent's divorced and so he lives with his mom. I love him dearly, and I want to break his bones. For kicks!







My Irish husspot! Kate Rattigan, also known as K-Rat.
She's also my wigga, and she's the only one who can make me bend over. She loves Matt Bellamy and Thom Yorke and she's got a problem with decided which one she's gonna marry.
I wish her luck!





















On the top, in a black stick tie and white shirt, we have Coffin Joe! Thundersticks of The Horrors.
Big blazen eyes, cherub cheeks and a degree in Fashion designing.

















On the right, we have my beloved Jacob. My Nordic blonde stallion warrior who grew up to be a dark haired German soldier with the mouth of a python.
My joker. And he claims I know him better than anyone.
He's witty, and also got a 24 year old lady pregnant. He's 17, mind you.






And here, we have Tomethey Furst. My Gypsy prince of The Horrors. He of the raggy basslines. I sound like a nut, calling musicians that, but what can I say. I'm a lonely ol' sob.
He's a doll, ain't he. My sexually confused Gypsy prince.
But isn't he adorable.











Mr. Faris Badwan aka Faris Rotter.
The Palestinian prince of The Horrors. I don't know about you, but everytime I think of him, I see Big Bird. =\
I think he sent me an email once. He told me about himself and shit.















And here comes Sir Rhyss Webb. aka Spider Webb. My utmost favourite. Play keyboards in The Horrors. Looks intimidating, but a natural smart-ass and sweetheart.













Finally, the bitch who refuses to add me. Apocalyptic hair and a love for blowing balloons. Joshua Von Grimm! He loves his guitar, his Mikayla and his fangs. He claims to have fangs. Twirly little bugger! =D







I'm very sure I have more friends. But I can't seem to find their pictures. But that's okay.

Please note that The Horrors are not some fancy "emo" band. I don't know their genre, but whatever it is, they don't deserve such legs. And it's because of them, I have an obessession for men with big hair. Damn them!