what a feeling

goodnight to everyone especially niall horan

ill never delete this blog just so that i can come back to it when im thirty and reminisce on growing up with this much adoration for bands and musicians while im crying and drinking a bottle of wine

if you’re looking for a sign, this is it. please keep going, keep making it.

this is literally my favorite post on tumblr

every time. 

Niall continues to me my spirit animal

Do y'all ever think about how Niall’s the type of person who would make up stupid little songs about you if you were dating? Like, you go to the studio with him and he starts playing around on the guitar or piano or whatever and next thing you know he’s singing about your hair, or the shirt you’re wearing, or what a nightmare you are in the mornings? Yeah, don’t think about that.

in other news niall horan still owns this ass

I stayed up all night using a text-to-speech program to make my computer say “poop.” Now I’m exhausted and dehydrated from crying from laughing so much and nobody will return my calls. I called every person I knew and left them all messages of my computer saying “poop” and me screaming and laughing until I threw up. Nobody cares if I’m dead or alive. 

I know we all joke about hating one direction and saying they ruined our lives but y'all, if I hadn’t always had an album coming out in November, tours, a movie, and all the rest to be looking forward to I might not be here right now. I talked myself out of suicide more than once by thinking “one direction’s fourth album will be out this year, you need to stick around for that, girl” or “you’ll be seeing your boys live this year you can’t let those concert tickets go to waste.” I don’t want to think about what could have happened to me had I not clicked on that one direction funny moments video back in 2013, and I’m so thankful that I did. No matter what I say about that band, I love them more than I ever thought I could. Thanks for everything, boys.

I get cute for: 1. me 2. to be admired from afar but left the hell alone