i got a new hairbrush today. diary entry of a girl from 1843. mama says a whole boar was killed to make this for me. think of that, dear journal. a whole boar slain for a little girl such as myself.

2013-2015 until 1d broke up was just. the equivalent of “harry styles jokes to madison square garden about spitting on chris pine” happened approximately every 18 hours - more frequently when they toured america - and then you would log on to scream and you and all your 1d mutuals would be screaming and the screams would be like half posts composed entirely of punctuation marks you all understood and half tag shrieking that said shit like “i will slit his throat and drink his blood at the full moon bacchanal.” and it was great.