Hi, I'm Del, that's what my friends call me, or DelBoi, and sometimes my dad calls me Arthur because i only do half of the things he tells me to do...

Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue with brown in the middle lol
Status:Single
Occupation: Working
Location: Somewhere in England
Sex:Female
Likes: Sherlock, Merlin, Prince Arthur Pendragon (sexy), Torchwood, Doctor Who, Twlight, chocolate, my friends
Dislikes: My brother , people who think they're better than every one else, men who think women can't take care of themselves, people that shout when you talk

For some reason I really love reading homosexual stories.

My fave pairings include:

From Merlin:

Merlin and Arthur (the chemistry between Colin and Bradley is amazing they are brilliant together)

Arthur/OC

From Harry Potter:

Harry and Draco (Harry in control soooo cute)

Draco and Harry (Draco in control, ohhh the hotness)

From Torchwood:

Jack and Ianto (very hot)

From Doctor Who

Jack and The 10th Doctor

The 10th Doctor and Jack

From Sherlock

Sherlock/John

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
REAL FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME."

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
REAL FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Are only through highschool/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.
REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to whats wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn … we fucked up … but that shit was fun!”

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget its yours.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you’ve had enough.
REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say “Bitch, drink the rest of that, you know we don’t waste this shit.”

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would ignore this letter
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost this shittttt!