#im directioner

[backto2013]

me and my sister about zayn leave

her: Zayn is stressed and tired

me: No honey, Im stressed and tired

her: dramaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[carryisrealsomeday]

( Ridiculous) .. Well let's read well is word above all. Pay attention to the intention that she has for each of us. People say Elounor be ridiculous, but I would defend my point of view Now bear with me, you think ridiculous love a person who is loved by thousand girls around the world, and not have their jealousy attacks .. Well from my point of view, people say be false dating of Louis and Eleanor why fantasized in their heads the idea that Larry is a couple. But is that just me realize how much this fantasy that the fans are doing, do not harm the friendship and companionship of Harry and Louis. I think and soon realize they are no longer inseparable friends, the fact that the fans invent things about their personal lives, which are not even what they seem. Defending my point of view, I think this framework that the fans created on their heads, should end up reflecting on that. After all no one can say and say nothing about the life of a person who knows only by photo or video that has never had a single conversation to know their secrets or even their failure in life. Do not judge me, first of all is just an opinion of a Directioner living with it five years in a row. So now you just think about it. you really want Louis and Harry depart? Well I do not want that to happen. Because I love them both equally.

Me .

[liberdade14]

Foram tantas lágrimas derramadas, tantas noites sem dormi pensando no dia em que eu iria conhecer você pessoalmente, foram tantos: Eles nem sabem que você existe. Mas mesmo com essa frase você apenas segurou o choro, e sorriu como se aquela frase não segnificasse nada, foram tantos fics e imagines hots que eu escrevi, foram tantos momentos de agonia e anciedade, foram tantas memorias. E hoje eu estou aqui escrevendo isso e chorando pelo simples fato de eu não poder ouvir pessoalmente, de que não poder respirar o mesmo ar, de eu não poder tirar fotos e mostrar para as minhas filhas o quanto meu amor é tão grande assim. Mas por causa de tudo isso seve para me fortalecer, e me dar mas força ára seguir em frente e nunca desistir de quem eu relmente amo e me faz bem.

Andressa  Almeida *pequena poeta*