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[cassieeainsworth]

mackabees replied to your photo: teaching the national anthem to Australians...

WHY DID YOU TAG ME AS TENINCHFEELS

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[solarluhan]

teninchfeels replied to your post: DO YOU REMEMBER THE HARRYS-ACNE PERSON WHO WROTE THE FICS ABOUT THE TRIANGLE WITH A GOAT AND THE ONE WITH THE TASER AND THE OFCS NAME WAS CAROLINE FLACK BACKWARDS?? THERES A FUCKING S E Q U E L

I HABENT READ IT YET BIT I EAS LAUFHING SI HARD

WAIT DO YOU REMEMBER DEBBIE RYAN DFSDFDHSSPOPJFSJPGFJSGJPGJPIFGJFGSPOFDSPIGFDP????? SAHSHAHSASUHGIUSHGAIUSH AND WHEN SHE CAME ONTO THE BOARDS FJGJDDOHIJ IM SCREAMING

[undercovrmartyn]

teninchfeels replied to your post: CAITLIN I HAVEN’T TALKED TO YOU FOR LIKE A DAY I MISS YOU

‘#i hate disappearing for so long’ yes i hate it too

tHIS IS WHY I NEED AN IPHONE

[undercovrmartyn]

i sound like a love sick puppy omfg

noooo it makes me really happy (✿◠‿◠)

[undercovrmartyn]

CAITLIN I HAVEN'T TALKED TO YOU FOR LIKE A DAY I MISS YOU

HEY I KNOW IT'S WEIRD I MISS YOU TOO

[acabecca]

I just told elesha and emily the ending of Sparks Fly oops

[acabecca]

for leesh and kirby and anyone who reads checkmate xoxo

I'd tried talking to him the following day and he'd retreated back into his shell like a little turtle – he was shy, I'd catch him looking and as I smiled, he'd look away and blush. I'd waved at him in the corridors, he'd put his head down and scurried past me. I had a suspicious feeling that Tom fucking Parker had been whispering in his ear. Which, to be honest, just made me more determined to get Nathan exactly where I wanted him – out of spite, if nothing else. There was no way in hell I was letting Tom Parker get one over on me, and if he thought he was going to, then he was very, very wrong. I was going to win this things, one way or another. I didn't mind the other boys and I already loved Kelsey a little more than I probably should, seeing as I was using her, so I did feel a tiny bit guilty for going along with Harry and Zayn's plan – but my immense dislike for Tom numbed the feeling of guilt and replaced it with a dangerous mix of anger, determination, and pride. Nathan Sykes would be mine if it was the last thing I did. Except, he wouldn't be mine, he'd just think that he was, which was good enough for me. Then, I'd worm my way in to their practice sessions. I'd know the strength of their songs and their routines, I'd know their plan to win. Zayn and the boys would be able to beat them, and I could go back to living my life the way I wanted to, with no stupid, lame boybands – who weren't even very good – using me as a pawn in their twisted vendettas. “Just ask me, Mum,” I sighed when she placed the plate of fried food in front of me. “Ask you what, darling?” she raised her eyebrows, trying to look innocent and failing miserably. “Ask me what you've been dying to ask me since the other night,” I rolled my eyes. “Ask me about Nathan, ask me about Zayn.” “…He seems like a nice boy. Nathan, I mean. Polite. Charming. He walked you home, I don't think Zayn ever did that in all the years you've known him.”

[acabecca]

teninchfeels replied to your post: Please reblog! Spread the Gospel of Andy. :)

the gospel of andy, duH

excuse me i'm busy right now i'll get back to you later