harry styles could have written "you know i love it when the music's loud but cmon, strip that down for me" but liam payne could never write "test of my patience, there's things that we'll never know. you sunshine, you temptress, my hand's at risk i fold."
“if i was a bluebird i would fly to you, you’d be the spoon, dip you in honey so i could be sticking to you” has to be the most adorably poetic lyric of harry’s to date
when I asked my pro life mom about the 3000 children who die every year from gun violence she rolled her eyes and said “that’s not that many.” we cannot work with republicans. we have to work around them.