Alright, so previously, I've had this whole 'NC-17' avoidation thing. Really, I'm not reading any sexual fics on slash, and I think there is something wrong with me. But, y'know, that's not an illness per say.
You might be wondering about the title of my post; that's my favourite programme at the moment. It's like borderline security.
Y'know how at an airport? There is two lanes when you're passing through the metal detector? And there is either, 'Nothing to declare' or 'Something to declare' yeah, that's the just of it. People lying and saying they have nothing to declare, two minutes later you open there suitcase and they have a statue full of coke.
P.s If I don't make it as a dancer, my career as a plane spotter shall begin.
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