my mum told me to take photos in front of the christmas tree with my little brother
- first album: up all night
- second album: take me home
- third album: where we are
- fourth album: are we there yet
- fifth album: how long does this fucking trip take
TODAY I LEARNED TO NEVER EVER GO TO A FRIEND’S HOUSE IN PJS BECAUSE HER VERY HOT BROTHER COULD COME HOME ANY MINUTE AND SEE YOU LOOKING LIKE SHIT
*is tired* i wish harry was here 2 sleep with me *wakes up in the morning* i wish harry was here to make me breakfast *watches movie* i bet harry would laugh at that part
- Jesus: Love thy neighbor as thyself.
- People: What if they’re gay?
- Jesus: Did I fucking stutter?
my brother yelled “HOLLA” at me and he was like “you’re supposed to say holla back” and I immediately replied “I ain’t no holla back girl” and it’s an hour later and I’m still laughing
Taylor Swift (I Knew You Were Trouble Speech): I think, I think when it’s all over it just comes back in flashes, you know? It’s like a kaleidoscope of memories which all comes back…but he never does. I think a part of me knew the second i saw him that this would happen….it’s not really anything he said or anything he did. It was the feeling that came along with it, and crazy thing I don’t know if I’m ever going to feel that way again, but I dunno if i should. I knew his world moved to fast and burned to bright… but I just thought how could the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks….. so much like an angel when he smiles at you?….maybe he knew that when he saw me….I guess I just lost my balance I think the worst part of it all wasn’t losing him…it was losing me.
Me: Sounds like the start of a reeaaally bad Fanfiction…