im sorry this is so lame

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George Harrison, MBE, born February 25th 1943, was an English guitarist, singer, songwriter, and music and film producer who achieved international fame as the lead guitarist of the Beatles. Often referred to as the quiet Beatle.  

“It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.”

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There they are!!! I hope we get a new eposide of @markiplier TV!

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Hi I love the @drawfee squad, and I love the draw the squad memes. So I put them together and made these. I will make more but I wanted to post the ones I have so far. Hope you can figure out who is who(btw I’m the smol bean in the pink); I tried sticking with consistent outfits for most of them, and I hope everyone enjoys these. If not, I’m sorry.

two ghosts | dylan o’brien x reader

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

i do not own the gif, credits to the owner <3

a/n: okay im so annoying for asking requests and then not doing them but!!! that’s me. i’m busy with school and i’ve been very tired but i got inspiration (and harry’s album is amazing im proud of him) so here u go try to enjoy it.

AND thanks to my lovely sister helping me out ur the best <3


Same lips red, same eyes blue

Same white shirt, couple more tattoos

But it’s not you and it’s not me  

Tastes so sweet, looks so real  

Sounds like something that I used to feel  

But I can’t touch what I see

Y/N walked quickly forwards trying not to hit others with her suitcases. She messed up with her schedule, and was already late. Again. Her train would leave in five minutes and there was a pretty big chance  she wasn’t going to make it.  She glanced at her watch and took better grip on her bag and started running.  

“Oh shit, I’m so so sorry,” she apologized as she bumped into someone.  

“No worries, I’m fine”, someone with very familiar voice said. Y/N looked up and saw her ex-boyfriend, Dylan.

“Hi”, she whispered. Dylan smiled softly and picked up her suitcases she had dropped.

“Where are you going?” he asked. Y/N looked at her watch again.

“Apparently nowhere until tomorrow morning, I missed my train. It was the last one today”, she muttered frustrated. Dylan looked at her.  

“Wanna get some coffee with me?”  

We’re not who we used to be  

We’re not who we used to be  

We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me  

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

Coffee break between two of them was kind of awkward. It used to be so much easier to just sit down and talk. Now it felt like there was a huge wall between them.

They had been dating for over a year until everything seemed to fall apart.  

“Where are you staying?”

“I’ll call to the hotel I was staying at and ask if they still have a room available”, Y/N said.

“You can crash at my hotel room if you want”, Dylan suggested.

“Is that a good idea?” She asked suspiciously.

“It’s just one night, you can sleep on the bed and I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Okay, if you say so.”

The fridge light washes this room white

Moon dances over your good side

This was all we used to need

Tongue-tied like we’ve never known

Telling those stories we already told

‘Cause we don’t say what we really mean

Only light in the room came from outside where bright city lights rose towards the sky. All Dylan could hear was cars driving by and Y/N’s soft snores. The situation felt weird. If this had happened months earlier he would be sleeping next to this particular girl right now, holding her tightly.  

He couldn’t help but stare how beautifully she slept. He never stopped saying how beautiful she was. Until one day, when it all went wrong. You sat down and had a long talk. Neither of you didn’t really know what went wrong between you two. Not enough ‘I love you’s maybe?

He wanted to tell Y/N that he never stopped thinking about her. He never stopped thinking she was the most prettiest girl he’d ever met.

We’re not who we used to be

We’re not who we used to be

We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

We’re not who we used to be

We’re not who we used to be

“Dyl? Why are you still up?” Y/N’s voice asked from across the room. Sheets scuffled as she got up and walked over to sit next to Dylan. He buried his face into his hands and whispered.

“I’m so sorry about what happened between us.” Y/N hesitated for a moment but then carefully took his hand so she could see his face.

“Hey, it’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong, I don’t think neither of us did. It just stopped working, you know?” She whispered.

“I guess you’re right. But we were such a good team, remember?” Dylan laughed at the memories that filled his head. Y/N laughed too but then she got serious.

“This is gonna sound stupid but I don’t have anything to lose so.. Can I sleep next to you?” She asked. Smile appeared in Dylan’s face.  

“Sure.”

We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

Dylan woke up alone. Y/N was gone, so was her suitcases. He got up and saw a note.

“Thanks for everything, including letting me sleep next to you. Everything’s fine between us, right? Didn’t wanna wake you up, see you around x”

He smiled at the note, knowing it wasn’t the last time they met.  

And he was right.