by ♫Lιттle Tнιngѕ♫ » Fri Aug 03, 2012 4:08 pm
|First Name|Louis|Age|20|A few words to describe you|"I like girls who eat carrots!"| 




.:The Basics:. Full Name:
{""My name is Louis William Tomlinson"} Nickname:
{"Well many call me Lou but my very close friends call me Boobear"} Age:
{"Please I would not like to talk about it"} Birthday:
{"December 24th 1991"}
.:On the Outside:. Description:
Hair colour:
{"It's dark dirty blonde but looks brown"} Eye colour:
{"If you look really close they have a hint of green in the blue so I would say blue green"} Piercings/tattoos:
{"I'm all clean"} Imperfections:
{"Well I have a fear of never wanting to grow up"} Perfections:
{"I'm funny and will all ways be immature"} Most noticeable feature:
{"Well some say my singing but others say my hair"}
.:The Real Me:. Personality:
{"I'm VERY funny, outgoing, fun loving, but when it comes to girls I'm what people call old fasioned"} Fear(s):
{"I never want to grow up"} Likes:
{"I like my plastic pigeon Kevin, amusement parks, jokes, pranks, goofing around, music, and my band bates"} Dislikes:
{"Baked beans, loud eating, haters, and cheesy chat-up lines"} Insecurities:
{"No that many"} History: {optional}
{"Well before The X-Factor I was schooling to be a drama teacher, but after it I'm not going to be one any more. So now I just have my band mates, our fans and families, whom we all love<3"}
.:My Love Life:. Orientation:
{"Straight trust me"} Crush:
{"None yet"} Lover:
{"Try to win my heart"} Other:
{"Nope no really"} 
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You cant go to bed
Without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason
That you talk in your sleep
And all those conversation
Are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile,
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs
The dimples in your back
At the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I know you've never loved the sound of your voice tape
You know want to know how much weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me