maybe its not actually harry dressed as miley and its just really her trying to distract us from breaking the vevo record
I can’t believe niall horan wasted the opportunity to dress as miley and call himself niley cyrus
Reblog if you are depressed, have thought about suicide, have selfed harm, starved yourself, made yourself throw up, felt like its your fault etc and I’ll send you a message
I saw her today. She didn’t seem so happy. I wonder if she still cares.. I can’t believe it. I let a stupid fight get in the way of us. This is ridiculous. But she looked so pretty when she was crying. I know that sounds bad, but today it just broke my heart. Not that she was with someone else, but because she was unhappy with him. I missed her. I missed me. I missed us. But there she was, crying. He must’ve said something that unlocked her insecurities. She hates her curves, her hair color, and her eyes. But her eyes. They were the most beautiful orbs I’ve ever seen.
That’s her. She looks so amazing, as always. Maybe she’s better off without me. No, Harry don’t say that. You can’t loose her to someone who is better than me. Don’t. But there they were, in the halls, but it didn’t seem she was so happy. It looked like she was depressed. I wonder what happened. They looked so in love. Like I was. I don’t get it. Maybe I have a chance, maybe this is destiny telling me to get at her when I can. Maybe I should go for it right now. Maybe. Just Maybe.
She’s here. Damn, she looks so pretty. She’s so darling. I miss her. Maybe she missed me? No, of course she doesn’t. Your the one who broke her heart Zayn. Staying up each night with the boys at the bars. Thats Ridiculous. She was right, I shouldn’t have picked a fight. Wait, what is she doing? Is she.. crying? I know she’s really hard to crack until she’s crying… What did he do to her? I’m gonna kill him if he hurt her.
There she is. My beautiful princess. Only, she’s the one who kept my castles up. I’m the one who pushed her to break them down. So, she isn’t my Princess. Not anymore. But there she is, she’s crying. But this time it isn’t my fault. She’s pretending she’s happy. He just hit her in the middle of a crowded mall. Of course she isn’t fucking happy! I have to save her. I have to be her superman.
I know I shouldn’t be. But I have to. There I was, standing at the other side of the street. But there she was, at her porch, crying because of the man she thought she loved and the man who pretended to love her. I can hear the faint ‘I hate you’s’ and ‘(Y/N), you’re such a bitch. I never loved you.’ but that’s a lie, because who wouldn’t love her. I know I still do.
please join me in this.
put a candle for cory on your blog. lets light tumblr up with candlelight.
*warning, may cause you to cry* **listen to this**
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You made me so happy when I felt so sad. So full when I felt completely empty.
I remember the first time I went to your concert. I was in the aisle. Seat C23. I remember it…
**CREDIT TO EMILYB-23** BUT IM SOBBING THO.
you kids with your one wolf and teen direction