Liam Payne completely slayed my existence as well as Wembley’s tonight. HIS FIRST LIVE PERFORMANCE SOLO AND HE LOOKED SO FUCKING COMFORTABLE, HE OWNED THE STAGE. His vocals and his ad libs on point as always, he was dressed so comfortably yet so stylish. But also, Liam’s moves??? Like I know there’s no dance break /yet/ but he’s much more fluid than GN and I am so fucking proud of my favourite boy. Liam definitely proved today that he was born to perform live and enchant the crowd, he was much more at easy and in his element in front of at least 80k people than in a studio. THAT’S A PERFORMER, THAT’S A MUSICIAN. Even the way he interacted with the crowd and he just proves everyday how he is not just a singer but an exemplary performer as well. AND Then the beautiful exuberant smile at the end accompanying “Thank you Wembley, I’ll see you soon” djskjddnd

missouri gothic
  • your out-of-state friends laugh when you tell them you live in misery. you laugh too. you have to laugh. it’s a joke. only a joke. you wish you could make them stay away. they laugh it off.
  • “you haven’t been to the city museum?” you ask a friend. “you have to have been to the city museum!” have you been to the city museum? you can’t remember. maybe you went there on a class trip. you must have been. everyone has been to the city museum. everyone. you suddenly remember that your friend is still waiting for you inside the whale.
  • the tv screen goes white. oh no. oh no. black text begins to scroll across the screen. you feel sick. “accept jesus into your heart”, the man says. his voice is familiar. you’ve heard it so many times. who is he? who is he? he runs the church not far from here. but who is he? you’ve seen his face, but you can’t picture it. the black text is running on a loop now, you’re sure of it. “accept jesus. accept god. jesus loves you. jesus loves you. we love you.”
  • everyone has a ghost story. but everyone swears that ghosts don’t exist. which is it? missouri is a ghost story. all our houses are haunted. by the dead, and by those on their way.
  • you just want chick-fil-a. everyone wants chick-fil-a. but it’s sunday. wasn’t it sunday yesterday? you swear it was. but isn’t tomorrow sunday? chick-fil-a is closed on sundays. it’s always closed.
  • you’ve passed 9 churches now. or was it 10? you can’t remember. you don’t want to. everyone is at church. dead eyes stare at you from the windows. 
  • the past week has been nothing but thunderstorms. thunderstorms and tornados. it’s okay. no one you knew was in the path of the tornado. no one ever knows anyone in the path of the tornado. and you love thunderstorms. you love them. you say this through a tight-lipped smile.
  • you will never leave this place. you want to. but no one ever leaves. do they?
  • there are coyotes everywhere. you know this. that’s what they say. those strange howls at night. the missing pets. it’s the coyotes. it has to be.
  • you receive a letter. its address reads “st. louis”. no, that can’t be right. you don’t live in st. louis. you look closer. your zip code is there. but you don’t live in st. louis. you’ve never lived in st. louis. you feel afraid.
  • there are hawks. on every fence post, on every telephone pole, every road sign. they mean nothing, you tell yourself. they’re only hawks.
  • you love going to st. louis bread company. it confuses your out-of-state friends. “do you mean panera?” they ask. no. you don’t. you mean st. louis bread company. they’re different. they have to be.
  • a tornado is coming. you could be in its path. no one would know you. you go to the store. it’s fully stocked- except for bread, milk, and eggs. there is no more bread. there are no more eggs. there is no more milk. why? why is that all we take? what do we subconsciously know is in those three foods that will save us?
  • “what high school did you go to?” that’s the question they always ask. why? you try to remember. you can’t. did you go to high school with them? yes. yes, you must have. didn’t you? you can’t even remember being a teenager.
  • billboards seem to be everywhere. you don’t even recognize what they’re selling anymore. they blend together. 
  • you’ve only been to the arch once. so has everyone you know. you go there once, and then never again. you don’t remember how you got to the top. you hate elevators. you always have. 
  • you look up at the shadow in the sky. your stomach drops. that’s not a shadow. it’s a massive cloud of black birds. they seem to be swarming directly above you. you can’t stop staring. every part of you goes numb. you think you hear someone screaming. is it you?

((OOC: over 100 shows played, over four months away and its all over. 

This week has been surreal, hectic and exhausting, whilst also managing to be exactly what I needed. I just want to get soppy for a moment because this man is one of the most ambitious, considerate, hilarious, ridiculous and all round beautiful people I have ever met and I’m so glad to have him home until September <3 

Thank you guys for putting up with my  hiatus’ and sending all of the super sweet asks, after tomorrow I’ll be back to being a full time nerd *excited flailing* 

Side note: Matt and I are literally spending the night in an airport in Milan tonight because we are flying home for my goddaughters birthday and didn’t think to book a hotel soo if you have any questions for the both of us I’m going to see if i can convince him to come online later *fingers crossed*

Okay. So. Wonder Woman. In my opinion,the second best comic book movie of 2017 so far (and when first place is Logan, second place ain’t half bad).

Let me start off with what I didn’t like with the film:

- the pacing of the first act was really slow.
- Ares was… wasted. He had ten minutes of screen time, Tops.
- Dr Poison had so much unexplored potential?
- honestly the villains in this movie are just wasted (with reason, of course, but you can’t help but want more of them).

With that said, here’s what I absolutely fucking LOVED about the movie:

- Diana and Steve’s chemistry is AMAZING.
- How the consequences of war are portrayed. Innocents dying. Lines redrawn and crossed.
- The visuals. Beautiful colors that makes certain objects and characters stand out against a dull background of war and despair. Vibrant colors that represent the beauty of themyscira.
- Steve being a metaphor for mankind: he’s caring, he’s noble, and yet he’s willing to cross lines as well, and selfish to some extent.
- Ares’ Bad Guy Monologue™. Menacing, and yet the perfect justification of his actions. Also an excellent plot device for Diana’s character development.
- The storytelling. Scenes of peace and relaxation intertwining with scenes of war and death. The beauty of humankind mixing perfectly with the violence and selfishness of mankind.
- Diana is the symbol of Love in a world of turmoil. Her unconditional love towards mankind was captured perfectly in this film.
- Diana’s character development.
- Steve’s character development.
- The fact that this movie addresses sexuality and racial discrimination I mean holy shit?????
- the humor was perfectly timed and really brings out Diana’s innocence.
- just…the diversity, man. The amazons are of different races and ethnicity. People of color fighting alongside the heroes. The fact that there’s a island full of bisexual/homosexual goddesses
- honestly 99% of this movie being me pure joy I love patty Jenkins and I love gal gadot god bless

All in all, it isn’t perfect, but it sure as hell is a wonderful movie. 9/10 for me.