#cry anyways

[mattcraft]

So I’ve been watching EVO lately...

[thehalalgirlofficial]

My heart is aching because i made the decision to deny myself a final hug and kiss and cuddle with my nephew because i refused to cry in front of the family. This is what they mean when they say don’t let fear dictate your life

[charscounterattack]

i cant watch the cinderpelt blame map anymore bc i cry too hard so i can only listen to it and not vividly, like vaguely shape imagine it now

[ziamissoimportant]

im FREAKING OUT bc we all KNOW that in ten years liam will be timberlaking so hard with his husband zayn by his side at all times and zayn's sworn himself out of the limelight for good but still lets liam drag him to be his date at big award shows (where they'll continue to be disgusting by color coordinating their outfits) and he's featured on 78% of the tracks from liam's debut solo album. ziam will be the next era's power couple. these are my religious beliefs and i stand by them.

these kinds of messages honestly make my day and you are wonderful anon i love you

and can we talk about “liam will be timblerlaking so hard with his husband zayn” because at least 85% of my day is spent yelling about this and about liam and zayn power coupling to the top of the charts and zayn already has connections with naughty boy and liam being the behind the scenes producer guy like dre or some BIG NAME industry guy that gets major respect and

he always features zayn on his records because his voice and (this isn’t even headcanon it’s already happened on liam’s you and i big payno remix he featured zayn’s high note TWICE ugh cry w me)

"still lets liam drag him to be his date at big award shows" are you TRYING to ruin my life anon because obviously caroline already knows whats up and soon the whole world will get with the program and zayn and liam will roll up to the event (late of course, zayn in that tight suit was a little distracting) and 

they’ll spend half the walk down the carpet being professional and looking where the photographers are yelling at them to look. and the other half they’ll spend laughing and giggling and joking about what shenanigans harry and louis have probably found themselves in tonight trying to babysit their daughter taylor bYE

[veartotheright]

A poem about my mom

I miss you

The you who cared

The you who was kind to us

I miss the past

  Where childhood was such a thing that I could be blissful

In ignorance

Oblivious to the harm of the world crashing around me

So slowly

And as we grew you separated yourself from us

Devoting yourself

To people who didn’t care and stepped on you

Transforming yourself

You came out of it paranoid, afraid to get stepped on again

Smothered out

The kindness that I was so used to seeing, the trust that I had loved

You left

Replaced by someone who did not know what the person before had left

You died

I cried when I realized you didn’t mean to leave so suddenly

  Those people do not deserve you

The ones who tore at your soul and devoured your kindness

The ones who made you forget that you could be trusted

Those people still try to hold you closer than you hold us now.