i just sit here and scroll through tumblr

Sitting here just scrolling through tumblr, and it pops into my head with this four episode crossover coming, Alex is going to meet Sara Lance!!! She is going to meet this badass mofo who if I read right is going to openly just flirt with her sister/supergirl. I really hope they allow Alex and Sara to interact. Where Alex can ask questions, maybe get some flirting in herself ha. Or even just watch Sara. Alex will be able to have this moment with someone other than a girl she has fallen hard for. What do you think? Just a tumblr thought 😆

Originally posted by supercanaries

Me: bout to get dragged for saying this

Me: Ok look. People need to stop “shipping” Taylor’s past relationships. I’m so sick of people shipping Haylor. Harry is cute. Taylor is cute. They WERE a cute couple. But it’s over. it’s been over for like 2 and a half years. Taylor has moved on so why can’t you. That relationship was damaging to Taylor. And she’s happy now. Imagine how she feels when she’s scrolling through Tumblr and sees a picture of her and her ex. So just be happy for her now. She doesn’t need you judging her relationships, that’s the media’s job. Be happy that she is happy. If she’s happy with Calvin, then I am. She seems to really trust and love him and personally I like him too! But even if I didn’t like him, I’m not going to sit here and judge her love life. OK? I SHIP TAYLOR’S HAPPINESS AND THATS ALL.

Me: bout to get dragged

Just something I think Harry-stan would understand, and appreciate:

My friends always ask me why I love Harry so much; why am I so completely in love with someone who has no idea I even exist?
Normally I just shrug and smile, because it’s like I have this secret that I don’t want anybody to be in on. They just don’t get it; they have no idea how, when you hooked on him you just can’t shake him. He crawls under you skin, and suddenly you’re awake on a school day at 4 am scrolling through tumblr in hopes of getting updates about him. Because seeing his face, even when it’s a blurry picture once every three months, it’s like happiness is flowing through you veins, and you heart is pumping so fast, making you feel as if you’re on fire. And then I sit there like the dork I am with the biggest smile on my lips, because he’s out there. Somewhere out here he’s going about his daily activities, and meeting up with friends; laughing, crying, writing, rambling. He gets flustered and feels insecure, maybe unhappy, but he always, always, manages to make us feel special It’s like we have our own little club, that you just cant understand if you’re not in it. 

They laugh and tell you to move on, that “your silly fantasies are never gonna happen”, but that’s not the point. The point isn’t that every single Harry blogger/writer is doing it in hopes of getting together with him. The whole point is to not feel alone. When we’re on tumblr and writing silly blurbs, we smile and laugh and it makes our entire day. He is the reason I get up, and put on my silver boots (thanks for the inspiration, btw;)) and walk out the door, because I know he does the same.

When my friends ask me if I don’t fancy anybody else; in my life, celebrities, fictional whoever, I just smile and say “no”, because the toll Harry has on my heart is so strong, that it makes it impossible to even think about anybody else.

I sit in class and all I can think about is him. His smile, his generosity, his body, his skin, how he’d feel against me; lips pressing against mine, his body setting mine on fire. And the they get mad “Stop daydreaming” they say, because they don’t know it either. So I say sorry, but continue going through the same scenarios I’ve done a million times before.

I guess the bottom line is this; it’s okay to feel as if he’s your entire world. It’s okay to go mad, to cry, to scream over him, because it’s better than going though a life without him. What would we all do without our English, charing-glitter shoes-skipping across the stage-tight ass jeans wearing- asshole that has stolen all our hearts, heads, and souls. He gives me this special feeling; like I’m alive. Suddenly I can breath a little deeper, smile a bit brighter just after looking at one picture of him.

Just do whatever makes you happy, and know that Harry will somehow always know about us. I think deep in my soul that he actually knows who we are; maybe not personally but he knows our love and takes it seriously. And at the end of the day we can always come to tumblr and vent about that motherfucker that we just would no be able to live without.