I TRY DESPERATELY TO RUN THROUGH THE SAND AS I HOLD THE WATER IN THE PALM OF MY HAND CAUSE ITS ALL THAT I HAVE AND ITS ALL THAT I NEED AND THE WAVES OF THE WATER MEAN NOTHING TO ME BUT I TRY MY BEST AND ITS ALL THAT I CAN TO HOLD TIGHTLY ONTO WHATS LEFT IN MY HAND
16 fucking years of One Direction!!! Blows my mind. Thank you for changing all our lives and the love and passion you all still show is unmatched! Tonight’s going to be a special show.
Spending the rest of the day listening to all the bangers and reminiscing! Thank you for all the memories.
And to my brother I Miss you every day but especially on days like today. I know we’d have been celebrating today together!
Remember that SpongeBob episode where King Neptune made thousands of patties at once using magic and they tasted like slop, whilst SpongeBob’s single patty tasted amazing because it was made with love and dedication?
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no one talks about how draining it is when your mood constantly switches between "keep going, it will get better" and "i can't do this anymore, im about to give up." it's like living in emotional whiplash. one hour you're hopeful, the next you're spiralin
minha ansiedade só piorou ultimamente, parece q tem duas de mim, uma tá inquieta criando mil coisas na cabeça e a outra tá tão desanimada q não quer nem levantar da cama