My very first award!
I was nominated for this award by the brilliant Bookgraphy please check out her blog and give her a follow, she’s truly lovely.
I have a gorgeous ginger cat named Charlie.
When I met his mum, I told her owner that if she was to have a ginger kitten, it was mine.
Not long later she fell pregnant and the first one to come out was my Charlie.
He really is my baby and I love him to bits.
He’s been there for some of the worst times in my life, and even though he’s as difficult and particular as me and gets on my nerves, I wouldn’t change him for anything!
My name isn’t technically Greyson Edwards but hopefully one day soon I’ll be able to change it legally.
I’ve always hated my name, I was named by my father (both first and middle names) and also have his last name and since cutting him out of my life for a variety of reasons, I don’t want any of those ties with him.
Also, my mum raised my brother and me basically on her own, I should share her last name which is also my step dad’s last name since they’re married now.
Plus it would really piss my father off and so that’s an extra positive because I’m petty af.
I am super into K-Pop right now, particularly BTS and Got-7.
My cousin stayed with us for a few weeks and her and her twin sister love K-Pop and so inevitably I heard it, and then sat with her as she showed me video after video and now I listen to them on the way to my morning shifts at work because it’s the best thing to keep me awake!
The songs are also non-stop stuck in my head but I’m not complaining.
It’s very rare for me to just like something. I usually either love it or hate it.
This does not help my tendency to become obsessed with things very quickly.
Right now I can’t stop talking about books (I mean that’s just an always thing), Brooklyn Nine-Nine, One Day at a Time, RuPaul’s Drag Race and Alex Danvers from Supergirl, I can’t tell if I want to have sex with her, marry her, be her or be her best friend.
I’m re-watching all the seasons of Grey’s Anatomy that Lexie Grey is in just so I can get more of actress Chyler Leigh.
I don’t like kids.
I don’t want kids.
Don’t hand me your baby.
No, I won’t change my mind.
No, no one will ever be worth me signing myself up for 18+ years of parenthood, and 9 months of pregnancy for, no matter their gender.
If they want kids then they are obviously not for me.
The only kids I like are the ones in my family.
I do love my nephews but I also like that I can return them to my sister. I held my cousin’s baby the other day for about 2 minutes and the only reason I did is that my mum wanted me to so I could ‘connect‘ with her since I’m all about being a good influence on the girls in my family.
And yes, I did try and get out of it by explaining that she wouldn’t remember the experience but my mum wasn’t having it.
My family are 100% behind my decision, and my extended family, for the most part, get it as well, thank god because I’m really sick of explaining my choices.
I really love foxes, lightning and the colour grey, if you can’t already tell.
Foxes are my favourite animal ever since I read Looking for Alaska, and my sister has a theme for her new baby she is expecting and its foxes. I have a feeling she did so in hopes I’d be more invested in my new little nephew. It worked.
I’ve loved storms for as long as I can remember, nothing can beat a storm while reading a book. And I really love lightning. Yeah I know, it’s dangerous but it’s just so fucking pretty.
Grey has been my favourite colour for the last few years. Growing up I could be quite judgemental and I saw the world as very black and white.
I still think there are loads of things that are black and white, but I’ve come to realize that the world is filled very much with grey and it quickly became my colour of choice.
I identify as queer, or as I like to explain it a little bit gay or not entirely straight. I find people attractive in general.
It doesn’t matter what your gender, what is in your pants, if I find you sexually attractive, none of that means shit to me. However, so far I’ve mostly only shown romantic attraction to men.
Also, I can instantly be turned off of someone just by something they’ve said or done. Literally, it can happen in a second and I’ve moved on. One minute I think they’re hot, the next minute I want them to stay the fuck away from me.
I’m super lucky in that my family is 100% accepting of my sexuality, they may not all entirely understand it but they still love me and honestly don’t care how I identify, though it probably helps that my younger sister came out years beforehand and so they all had time to deal with having a not-straight family member.
It took me ages to work out I wasn’t entirely straight. I always just thought I was super comfortable in my sexuality and it turns out that the opposite was true and I had just convinced myself I was 100% straight because that was all I had ever known and I did like boys… turns out I also like girls, and non-binary, and trans people.
My mum actually was drunk one night and mentioned she thought I would come out as Bi and that was what really got me thinking and assessing if I’m gay or not.
For a while I didn’t think I could include myself in the LGBTQIAP+ community because I didn’t know what I was, a few really nice internet strangers helped me feel included in the community.
Eventually, I decided that queer was the label I most identify with though I do also use gay or bi to describe myself. I’m at a point where I don’t entirely know where I sit on the spectrum of sexuality and honestly? I don’t care.
One day I might figure it out 100% or I might not, and I’m okay with either of those situations.
Thanks for listening to my facts about me!
I nominate Krystin for this one because she’s lovely and hilarious so please check her out!