band boys with their skinny jeans and messy hair and flannel shirts and ratchet beanies and stupid tattoos and instagram selfies and dumb piercings and backwards snapbacks and cute dimples and ugly shoes and nice voices and good instrument playing skills and terrible grammar goddamn what did i do to deserve all this torture i hate them i swear to god

im stuck in the fanzone again and again

ive never been good with words and i've always hated heights but i'd shout speeches from rooftops if it were for luke

it sucks that i cant make ashton love me when, technically speaking, he made me love him

calum looks like heaven and i feel like hell

if people are rain, i'm drizzle and michael's a hurricane

i talk about loves i've had and loves i've never had but mostly i talk about harry

the flower petals told me zayn loves me, but sadly, i know it doesnt work that way

it scares me how much i think of niall because i never seem to stop

i didnt want to fall in love but at some point louis smiled and goddamn, i blew it

liam's the entire universe and i'm merely a crack in the sidewalk