But someday your kids will be going through a closet and find a beat up box stuffed with things depicting five bright boys. They’ll bring it out to you, wanting to know who the people were and why you had their faces printed on almost anything imaginable. You’ll smile, going silently through the box, memories pouring through your head of concerts and blogs. Wordlessly, you get your computer and pull up a video, knowing it would explain everything. “Hi, were One Direction and this is our video diary week 1.”
It was like my heart was some macabre pinata and your words were a huge stick, repeatedly beating me until i broke open and lost it all.
Harry Styles in the trash (for sesame street)
It is 11 o’clock at night. I have just finished reading The Fault in Our Stars. I have been crying for the past half hour. I am not ok. I will never be ok again. That is all.
I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS.
THIS WILL NEVER GET OLD
excuse me but
HOW CAN YOU NOT BE IN THE FANDOM
Everybody is in this fandom idfc who you are.
I THOUGHT EVERYONE ON TUMBLR WAS IN THE HARRY POTTER FANDOM WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME
YOU’RE NOT IN THE HARRY POTTER FANDOM?!
SOME HAVE HARRY POTTER COME TO THEM SLOWLY
SOME HAVD IT THRUST UPON THEM VIOLENTLY
THIS IS ALL OF TUMBLER THRUSTING THE FANDOM ON TO YOU