ryan | nineteen | essex

pics of me
a little bit about me

i want to dance
i want to dance
i want lust and love and a smattering of romance
but im no good at dancing
yet i have to do something
tonight im gonna play it straight
im gonna take my chance
i want to dance

stalker stalkin'

 

So you want to know me?…

Well, my name’s Ryan. I’m a member of the Stokes family, there’s not much to it, but we seem to be a fucked up, antisocial bunch of people. I’m 18. I like to drink, I’m not an alcoholic, but if I can drink, I’ll take it! Although whisky gives me one hell of a hangover, and red wine makes me sick - trust me, you do not wanna go there! I live in a shithole called Basildon, in the county of Essex, which is about 20minutes away from London, and 20 minutes from the beach. I love that.

I’m studying A levels, taking psychology, biology, English, and general studies. I’m taking my AS’s at the moment. I was held back a year, because I needed a year of intense therapy, living away from home in West London. That was possibly the best year of my life to be perfectly honest. I met some of the most amazing people of my life there. I’ve taken so much from there, and I’ll never forget the experience.

I volunteer for a local radio station. You name it, I do it. I present the drivetime show on most weekdays. The day I don’t do it, the station boss does it. I also do outside events, I help run it, I produce shows, help with the website, and so much more. It’s a good gig, I love it there, but it’s not something I’m looking to do as a career. That would be a CSI. I’m looking to go to university one day to study forensic science, that’s a dream of mine.

Home life, well, that’s pretty fucked at the moment. I can’t wait to get out of here and live on my own or with someone. I’ve got two parents who are in an unstable relationship, a sister who lives away from home, a brother who got married in the summer, and a little brother who I’m concerned about. I think the only two sane people in this household are my two border collies who I love very much.

I have no sleeping pattern, hence why I’m writing this at half 2 in the morning, and I doubt I ever will get one. I live off coffee and a few hours sleep a night. Buy me a Starbucks, and I’ll love you for life. I probably care too much about others, and not enough about myself. It’s just my way of coping really. But that means I care about you, even if I’ve never spoken to you before. But honestly, I’m always up for a chat. 

Anyway, this is long and extensive. If there’s anything you want to ask, or say, or know about that I’ve just spoken about, whack it in my ask box. Feel free to hook me up :3