Directioner Diaries

One Direction Imagines

Ok... Can I just rant and rave about imagines?

But first I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my first fan:) @mockingjay1819

Sorry, but I kinda did a tiny dance when I found out I had a fan:)

Ok. Back to my ranting. Imagines. I can't even catagorize them in my mind as good or bad things... Like at the time you are reading them they are amazing and you find yourself in a whole different world. The world where you are dating one of the boys, and he loves you... HE LOVES YOU. And then you are done reading, and this dream, this paradise is snatched away from you.

And everything is gone. And suddenly I feel lonely, depressed, and unable to cope with real life. So I start the vicious cycle over again. I read another imagine. And I get on the happiness high... until I crash. And hard.

I'm sorry. But do other directioners have a way out of this cycle? I need help.

It is the same thing with fanfics as well... You keep reading and reading and all of a sudden something bad happens and your heart drops. You keep reading and something good happens and your heart does a flip flop. It's like I'm watching a scary movie and everything is popping out at me until a beautiful boy walks out and kisses me on the cheek. That was a horrible analogy. But I hope you knew what I meant.

Overall it is like a friend backstabbing you and then bringing you back to life.

Don't get me wrong, I am SO GLAD  we have fanfics, imagines, and preferences. They are amazing. They keep me sane. And yet, insane.

If you didn't know this already, directioners dont' have normal lives. We pretty much have no social life and can break down crying for no reason. For example, I was texting a friend of mine and this is how the conversation went:

Friend: Hey Jen, what's up?

Me: Nbd just cying.

Friend: Oh my gosh why??

Me: One Direction.

Friend: ...what did they break up or something?

Me: No. They're just perfect.

I am constantely on tumblr, pinterest, and twitter. Seriously guys, you are not the only ones who ONLY GOT A TWITTER FOR THE BOYS. Yupp. That was me. Sure I have friends on twitter, but who needs friends when you have five imaginary boyfriends? Am I right?

Directioners have to stick together. Especially the ones stuck the in the balcony. We will scream the loudest, don't you even worry. We will stick together and keep our fandom in it's place.

I say this with all the fandom love in my heart, but sometimes we are utterly ridiculous.

I mean, just today I was on Pinterest, and there was a post where somebody had all of the boy's eyebrow hairs counted. Like legitament they had counted their eyebrow hair. And average was about 250 hairs per side. What the mac? Where does stuff like this even come from? Did someone seriously look at a picture and try to count their eyebrow hair?? Isn't that like.. impossible?

I also saw a post showing what blood types the guys were.

Our fandom has reached a new creepy.

Secretly, I love it. But yeah ummm... it was still weird seeing that. Right? I am not the only one please tell me that.

Did you guys know I love when people ship me? I love seeing who they imagine me with:) So whoever reads this: I challenge you to ship me with one of the boys. Even if you JUST type their name into a comment I will be OVER THE MOON. I might even tear up.

Please and thank you. Each and everyone of you are peaches.

Don't ask me why, but that is just something I say.

Anyway. My original ranting was about fanfics, and imagines, and such.. Nobody has specifically written me one. It kinda makes me sad- It is my goal one day to have somebody write something about me. I know I am not anybody special. But we all have something different about us, I want somebody to discover the good in me.

Obviously, it isn't writing.

Strangely enough, someday I want to be the reason somebody keeps reading a fanfic. I want to be that girl. Yes. Yes I do.

But for now I'm not.

I am stuck in Narnia. Without any of the boys. Does anyone else feel like they are forever stuck here? This goes back to my first post, but I have lost hope in meeting my boys. It is hard to hold onto that hope knowing just how famous they have become.

No hate here, I am SO HAPPY AND PROUD of them. I love them all.

But there is still that little piece of you that wishes they were all yours, or that this fandom was MUCH smaller. There is still that part of you that wishes. Hopes.

...I want, I want, I want, but that's not me...

Sorry. Couldn't help it.

This was my late night raving. I hope I am not the only one who has these thoughts. Leave me your thoughts peaches. Love you all. Hopefully we can have the directioner number reading this increase:)