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my new boyfriend

his name is henry cavill and hot doesn’t cover it.

both of these photos are from the showtime program “the tudors”. during the holidays i watched all of season one and its where he and i fell in love. when i say “where he and i fell in love” what i really mean is where i pathetically drooled over any screen time that he had and cherished any nude scene that the directors/writers were kind enough to give him. anyways, i’m sure if he knew me he’d love me too so there’s nothing wrong with my feelings for him. nothing wrong at all.

because of the tudors i’ve become obsessed with tudor england. i’ve read a few books about it and it’s really sad, i look out for any mention of the character that henry plays, charles brandon, almost like i think the real life person and the actor are one and the same. when i found out that brandon escaped king henry’s fetish for head removal i was really happy. there i go again with the blurring of lines between television and reality. at least i’m more normal then britney spears.