never ever ever getting over it

  • me: *writes a fic*
  • me: this is terrible
  • me: this is the worst thing i've ever written
  • me: *shrugs and posts it on tumblr anyway* why not
  • 30 seconds later
  • fic: gets almost 100 notes
  • me: *scratches head*
  • ---
  • me: *writes a fic*
  • me: this is GREAT
  • me: *excitedly posts on tumblr*
  • 3 days later
  • fic: still has 2 notes
  • me: *flips table*

anonymous asked:

i can't fucking wait for this to be over so they get what they deserve , and that is to fucking go back to the hole they crawled out off and never ever be allowed to speak about louis or anyone close to him, ever again

i never, ever, EVER, want to hear their names or see their faces ever again. i want them away from louis, from his family, i want them to d i s a p p e a r. i want to forget they ever existed but even if i never do, i want them as far away from the tomlinson-deakins as the east is from the west. no more. never again. this needs to stop and they need to go for good


I have like twelve inappropriate jokes that I’m not gonna say. - Chris Evans

renaming popular the smiths songs
  • how soon is now?: i'm socially awkward and need a hug
  • cemetary gates: this is a callout post
  • this charming man: gayly pining over rich men gets you nowhere
  • there is a light that never goes out: kill yourself in traffic for the Drama Of It All
  • heaven knows i'm miserable now: too nice to live, too emo to die
  • please please please let me get what i want: nothing good ever happens to me ft. acoustic guitar
  • the boy with the thorn in his side: tsundere
  • what difference does it make?: love makes you blind, prejudice makes you blinder
  • hand in glove: Don't Talk To Me Or My Son Ever Again
  • panic: the arctic monkeys masturbate to this song
  • bigmouth strikes again: if donald trump had a conscience
  • stop me if you think you've heard this one before: alcoholism
  • i know it's over: Why Can't Everyone Be Nicer To Each Other
  • shoplifters of the world unite: play this in court after i'm caught stealing from sephora. it'll work. trust me
  • girlfriend in a coma: i laugh during sad movies to mask my internal pain and childhood trauma
  • last night i dreamt that somebody loved me: are you sure this isn't pink floyd
  • william, it was really nothing: i dislike your life choices and will judge them severely
  • ask: strumming ft. social anxiety and the cold war

How many centuries had it been since dragons roamed the skies? But I dreamt that if I carried those eggs into a great fire, they would hatch. When I stepped into the fire, my own people thought I was mad. But when the fire burned out, I was unhurt – the Mother of Dragons. Do you understand? I’m no ordinary woman. My dreams come true.


They thought he was sad, heartbroken, filled with pain and loss and all that stuff that talking was supposed to fix. He wasn’t, there was sadness there, of course there was, but the main thing was anger. Rage in fact. Rage that his life, the whole perfect order of things, had been torn down. - Joyride.

No matter how angry I am at you or how you left me. Just know that I will never let go of the hope that one day you will come back and love my broken body and heart. The probability of that is like the probability of me ever getting over you. You were the only one that I have ever loved and lost. So until then I will continue to be angry with you.