With every glance my way they look at you With every point I make it’s another one for you I know I’m just a dime-a-dozen So I can’t help worrying If I’ve earned the place To win first place with you But just put your faith in me and I’ll try To go much further I’m so scared but with you I’m fine So what if it takes longer To adjust to this arrangement that we’ve got So put your faith in me Just stay close to me With your embrace I’ll win first place for you
Hi! I’m a new SNS art/fic/???/… blog! An amateur artist (as you can tell from the pic above lol) and cringe-worthy fanfic writer(i will NOT expose my loser AO3′s identity). I’m here to give these two idiots and the fandom as much love as my cold heart can.
Harry wearing this Donald Duck sweater the same day Elounor went to Jamaica together after breaking up 2 years ago is especially hilarious to me because in 2013, a few of us had a code word for Eleanor ending and it was “quack quack.” 😂👌🏻