Ryan seacrest just had Ken baker from e news on to talk about hendall. He said that Kendall was acting as Harry’s female shopping guide and after he hung up Ryan felt the need to say one of his gal pals was going to be his female shopping guide when he went underwear shopping later today.
Hey guys. Something pretty amazing happened over spring break and I forgot to make a post about it! So, I was hanging out at my brother’s college campus up in Massachusetts and I was killing time looking at their natural history museum. It was a cold, cloudy day and I was warm in the museum, listening to Bon Iver. I was looking around at all the stuff (minerals, fossils, rocks, etc.) and pondering the meaning of life. And I was reading the label next to one of the fossils that said it was from the Holocene epoch, (I thought, oh cool, like the Bon Iver song!) and then. guys. guys. Holocene started playing (on shuffle) on my ipod. It was magical. And in that moment, everything seemed to make sense. It was like the definition of the song was happening: me standing there looking at dinosaur fossils from the Holocene epoch, listening to Holocene. The way Justin talks about it being like people are times and times are places and places are people. That was happening there in the museum. Me, the song, the time, the place. “And at once I knew, I was not magnificent.” JUST GAH. I MEAN REALLY. I FELT THE MEANING pulsing through my veins. It was just a beautiful moment. Yep, that’s it.
it amazes me at how happy fifth harmony makes me. like i’ll be watching a video of them and find myself smiling, i’ll smile whenever i watch their snapchats or read their tweets or even seeing their selfies. i’m so thankful that i have them, they make me extremely happy.
i hate the quote “the happiest girls are the prettiest” because that means i cannot be pretty cause im sad and depressed and if i never get better i can literally never be pretty and just thinking about it makes me wanna cry
Impromptu list of things I love in no particular order:
-Syaoran is still stuck on the time travel thing. (Which, I am too, so I support this)
-And Syaoran is stuck on the MORALITY of time travel
-He knows it ended well but he can’t help wondering about all the questions I had too. Is it really alright to change the entire course of history for his own ends? What will happen in future worlds? Are they prepared to do terrible things in order to get the feathers?
-His thoughts are dark enough that he’s only a silhouette in that bottom panel. Like Syaoran is worried you guys.
-Fai listens to all of this attentively, if not with the same level of concern.
-Fai is kind of “eh” about the consequences of changing the future.
-And why is Fai so casual about that.
-Has he considered that already, or is it something he’s already familiar with? Is it actual Time Travel he knows or is it just Consequences in general?
-THAT FACE AS HE LOOKS TO THE SIDE WHEN HE TALKS ABOUT WHETHER THEY CAN BE FORGIVEN. (Fai what did you do? What can’t you be forgiven for?)
-THE HEAD PAT
-IE, OPEN AFFECTION AND REASSURANCE.
-Cat Dad is not allowed to let his son get hung up on things he can’t control ok. (Cat Dad doesn’t want his son to follow in his footsteps)
-”JUST AVOID YOUR PROBLEMS”
-Which is hilarious but is actually excellent advice for Syaoran.
-Fai is so genuine in trying to give Syaoran peace of mind here. He really wants Syaoran to feel better about this.
-but you KNOW where Fai is talking from here. I don’t, exactly, BUT STILL.
-Fai is very comfortable with the idea of trying to escape his problems and straight up not thinking about them. He’s been doing it for months now.
-But there is something he couldn’t change. He wasn’t enough to fix the problem he left behind.
-Fai is filled to the rim with regrets but does not want that for Syaoran.
I was scared of him. What he does to me. I wondered for so long if he was real, or if I was in a never ending dream. I couldn’t understand anyone liking me like he does. I’m scared because one day, he will leave. And then I would be right back where I started. So, when he told me he loved me, I ran. I ran and ran and ran unitl my legs caved from beneath me and I found the cool ground just like everytime. I couldn’t go through the tender hurt of love again. Because boys don’t come running back to you in the middle of the night and admit they’ve still been madly in love with you the whole time. One day they decide that you aren’t enough, that they can find someone better. And that’s it. It’s like you never happened. Like you were just another face in the crowd to a realist. The hopeless romantic you once were had been crushed like an egg in the palm of your lovers hand.