A little bit of everything:Harry Potter Doctor Who Teen Wolf..a bit of one direction Sprinkled about.....But mainly everything and anything i like
oh stop being so adorable you jerk
How about we just keep Ten for forever?
knowing that he’s barely holding back tears here makes me want to sob for 6 months straight
you guys realise five minutes after this shot he was in his trailer crying brb throwing myself into the sun
This is a personal essay I wrote awhile back, based on an paper I wrote for school. It didn’t end up being published anywhere, so I thought I’d post it here. Enjoy!
I was a legal adult when I shed my pretentious indie-loving persona. I’d just started my second semester of university, and a thirty-second audio clip of Harry Styles talking about “a lettuce” pitched me into a deep, dark hole called One Direction.
I sent most people who know me into a state of shock with my declaration that I was totally in love with the world’s biggest boyband. Where was the sneering Arcade Fire fan they knew, so dedicated to mocking the moronic teenage girls who liked Justin Bieber? I was above them, had been ever since I started developing a music taste at twelve.
But there was no avoiding it: I loved One Direction. Within a few short months, I could sing along to every song and recite their middle names and birthdays without breaking a sweat. My only disdain was for people who didn’t know how to pronounce Louis’ name. Oh, and for all the people belittling me for daring to unapologetically enjoy something marketed to my demographic.
I cannot put into words how much I love this