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write an essay (100 words or more) on why you love louis
Wow this is a mean thing to ask at 6 in the morning man. Sorry about my english aha
So, WHY DO I LOVE LOUIS?
First of all, Louis is the first one that caught my eyes when i started getting into 1D. I already knew Harry but Louis is the first one i fell in love when watching interview. So why was he the first one (because let’s be honest they’re all extremely lovable and in fact i love them all veyr much but you know)? Well let’s begin with how funny he is. I’ve never seen someone so funny all the time and he makes me laugh so much (and someone making me laugh is obviously a really good thing). Then let’s talk about how good looking he is! He’s also adorable and seems like a really really nice person (no matter what some people think). I’ll finish with his voice. I ADORE his voice. His solo in Moments is my favourite thing in the whole world and even when he doesn’t sing i could listen to him speaking all day long. and idk man, i just love him.
Nights Are The Worst
“Nights are the worst.” “It’s always darkest before the dawn.” These phrases swim through my head as my eyes slowly open to greet the light pouring in through my window. The events of last night come back to me like a bucket of cold water being thrown at me. I lie still and remember, then do my best to blink away the thoughts, realizing that today is a new day. A better one. Its funny how so much can happen yet nothing really changes or alters. The world still moves on, the time still passes and the day changes. I wonder if its really possible to start over every day with a fresh start. Isn’t that what people tell themselves and others, “Tomorrow’s another day.” Another day. Another day to figure everything out, to find out how whatever happened the night before happened. The real question is…how do we start to put it back together? Do we fix what we know we can handle or do we start with the things that will be the hardest for us to face? I sound like I’m about to start preaching some inspiring bullshit that’s supposed to seem like a remedy for all bad and drunken nights. I’m as clueless as everyone else it seems because when I wake up, walk myself over to my mirror and look at the sadness in my eyes I can still spot the small flash of hope in them and that’s where I always start. I start with what I know can be good for me. What I know I can change…this has become an endless ramble of things I’m not too sure about. I’m lost and I’m scared and I feel like my heart’s too big to even be able to handle what the world is throwing at me. But I’m fighting to breath, fighting to keep my feet on the ground, fighting to not fall back into that quicksand that has been at my feet for the past couple weeks. But I have no idea how to get out.