Love Will Tear Us Apart
kate. 20. pa/nyc

somewhere along the way I became a part time louis appreciation blog.


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@NiallOfficial: Keep finding great pics on my phone! Louis and liam on the set of our macys Xmas commercial for the perfume last year

terezidave:

fuckyoutubers:

do you have those memories that are really cringey and you never speak of and something triggers the memory and you want to fucking wash your brain out with bleach

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cheesoisuncool:

i keep seeing the words coffee shop au without knowing what they mean. a coffee shop universe? alternate universe where there are coffee shops. friends, i have some good news for you about this universe that we live in

tummyhand:

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✧・゚:*✧・゚:*\(◠△◠✿)/*:・゚✧*:・゚✧

cnnbreaking:

the most accurate picture of the retail industry 

punkasstyles:

punkasstyles:

do u ever think about how much zayn loves niall and want to cry bc im a mess right now

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What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one. And when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven, but you don’t. You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And you are — underneath the year that makes you eleven.

Like some days you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like if you’re three, and that’s okay. That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe she’s feeling three.

Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how being eleven years old is. —Sandra Cisneros (via commanderspock)

I see London, I see France

Harry Potter AU. Louis is working at the coffee shop when the most gorgeous boy walks in. Harry is an eighth year Beauxbatons student and Louis is determined not to fall in love because Harry returns to France in four months.

harry gets left hanging until he D: his way to a fist bump

snapchatting:

you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen, and no i’m not saying that because we’re right next to McDonald’s and i’m out of money

larrycoincidences:

words to live by

#WE’RE ALL HERE TO HAVE FUN AND ULTIMATELY LOOK AT LOUIS’ THIGHS#AND IF YOU ARENT HERE FOR LOUIS’ THIGHS THEN YOU’RE LYING TO YOURSELF (x)

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