An example of my terrible taste in movies.
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And my clichéd love of vampires.
And general creepy stuff.
A further example is how i reacted to the brief reunion of these two in Dracula:
I may have made an undignified fangirl noise.
More than once.
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And murder ensuing as per usual.
How could i have possibly contained my joy?
How, i ask you?
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My sister informs me i'm the only person on the planet that would notice this momentous event.
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I'm taking it as a compliment...
Ps. This show is terrible but apparently i'll forgive just about anything Jonathan Rhys Meyers does.
Because i'm a hormonal mess:
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