Harry:
Louis:
Liam:
Zayn:
Niall:
im terrible at sexting because people will be like “ive been a bad girl/boy” and ill be there like “morality is subjective anyway… and as immanuel kant said, im in awe of the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me”
childhood was so crazy. my parents were kind of young. a meal seemed to last forever. i could run for ages. everyone was alive
Another thing I love in fiction is when dialogue immediately echoes the same phrasing used in the narration. It can be startling and funny.
Ex.:
As they made their way back to the car, Farad felt the prickle of eyes upon him. He looked around and spotted the culprits—perched on the roof of a van, a gaggle of dour-faced teenagers was watching them judgmentally.
“Don’t look now,” he whispered to his companion, “But a gaggle of dour-faced teenagers is watching us judgementally.”
Every Directioner should have this on their blog.
liam beatboxing during harry’s solo
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Love is something I can sink my teeth into - something I can eat. I sit here, day after day, tearing chunks out of its soft, willing surface. I know the flesh will grow back by the time the night falls, so what’s the harm in taking a bite?
Food Of Love // Caroline Kizer Twelfth Night // William Shakespeare Still Life with Fruit on a Stone Ledge // Caravaggio Love Me More // Mitski Persimmons // Li-Young Lee Still Life with Ham, Lobster and Fruit // Jan Davidsz de Heem Ode To Wine // Pablo Neruda Norwegian Wood // Haruki Murakami Still Life with Vegetables and Fruit // Vincent van Gogh
I WANT HARRY TO FUCK ME IN THAT SNAPBACK SO BAD AND I’LL PUT ON HIS PLAID SHIRT WITH NOTHING ELSE ON AFTER NO ONE SPEAK TO ME
Oh so funny! :)