Love is real, real is love.

If I wrote a list of all the people I want to jump in to bed with, it would never end

but if I wrote a list of all the people who practically, kinda, own my heart, well, this place is saved for a certain someone who makes me squee like a 13 year old fangirl does over Twilight.
Mr. Urie, ladies and gentleman:

We are meant to be! I'm sure he'd agree to our buying of a ship, parking it a few metres off shore and living on it as pirates:

POW!

This boy is the shit.

♥

p.s In case you didn't notice, babe, I gave in :P