Sometimes I forget that people on the Internet are actually real people. Like the guy scanning your bananas at Walmart could be the guy who sends you anon hate.
damn you banana man
i heard they were giving out awards at beyonce’s concert tonight
tip for 6 year olds: dont do TOO well in elementary school, your parents will expect those 5 years of grades for the majority of your school life
please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.
queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.
#this looks like a scene from an indie film about a group of young con artists#and they’ve met up in some seedy abandoned place with a single dim yellow bulb on the ceiling#to plan out their next heist#which they plan to go through with…tonight#*cue exciting music and car chases and passionate backseat love-making*#one direction#ot5#I’ll count it even though niall isn’t there#niall is there in spirit#niall is the single yellow light bulb guiding their way (j4ya)
#street busker #boy in the emerald cap #voice echoing down the tunnels of the london underground #making up songs as he goes #abt the passers by #the two hundred suits who rush up the escalator #the elderly couple who trip over niall’s guitar case bc they can’t stop giggling like teens #the boy w a hat big enough for three people and hair curling over his shoulders #who stops right in the middle of the bustling crowd #to stop and listen #as niall catches his eye #sings ‘im not usually much of a flirt’ #’but that’s a really low cut checkered shirt’ #ends the song w #guess im not the only one w butterflies in their stomach #as the boy gets whisked away w the crowd (x)
petition for zayn to wear this shirt