THe!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Fucking!!! The FUckING JIMMY DARLING CURL!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD

The worst part about Liam Payne dying is that people are posting about “the switch up is crazy”

Like no. He was an abuser and made horrible decisions, but nobody wanted him to die. He was getting hate for an INCREDIBLY valid reason, but we all recognized that he needed mental and physical help. He needed to go to rehab. He needed to get away from drugs and alcohol and improve upon himself away from the public. No one wanted him to die.

We’re not mourning the life of an abuser, we are mourning the part of him that we adored and looked up to for a massive part of our childhood/ teenage years. He was a huge part of how I was introduced to my love of music. And yes, he did horrible things and made horrible decisions and over the last few years has been anything but admirable, but none of us wanted this.

Maya didn’t want this. And everyone saying that it’s her fault can actually go burn in hell. She likely already blames herself enough. She likely already wishes she hadn’t spoken up about it out of the guilt that she likely feels. You guys commenting all over the socials about how this is her fault and “are you happy now?” Are actually horrible people.

A 7 year old boy just lost his father. A woman just lost her long term boyfriend. Two parents just lost their son. Several young children just lost their uncle. Show some fucking respect. Joking about it and hating on people who had nothing to do with what happened is not doing anything but twist the knife for the people who this has ACTUALLY effected.

i'm a conrad girlie through and through 🤧 i loved him in the books and the show has only made me love him more. let that boy be happy please

The Puffer with Barry Keoghan for Burberry

Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Hilles from Gaza Palestine,, married to the martyred journalist ola Al-Dahdouh.

My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses. At that moment, my journalist wife Ola hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately.

My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body.

My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.

Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support

I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.

Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me

No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.

MONEY-MAKIN', MONEY-MONEY-MAKIN'

SUPER DISCO, DISCO BREAKIN'

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Um ok this is unreal?? I just wanted to say to anyone who listened to my music this year, anywhere in the world, thank you. Getting named Spotify’s Global Top Artist in 2023 is truly the best birthday/holiday gift you could’ve given me. We’ve seriously had THE MOST fun this year out there on tour and now this. Are you serious. So I was trying to think of a way to thank you, and a lot of you have been asking me to put “You’re Losing Me (From The Vault)” on streaming… so here you go! You can finally listen EVERYWHERE now 💋

https://taylor.lnk.to/YLMfromthevault

꧁ “All this love I have for you…I don’t know where to put it now that you are gone” - Lang Leav

Another year has gone by without you and it hasn’t gotten any easier

I know I should be looking back on your life with a smile and be proud of all you've accomplished but I cannot stop the terrible sadness I feel for you. And I cannot stop the tears from coming when I think of what could have been and what was taken from you and everyone who loved you on August 16th, 1977

I'm thinking about how you could have still been here. You would have been able to see your baby Lisa Marie grow up into the talented and beautiful woman she was. You would have been the one to teach her to drive and, most likely, the one to buy her first car. And I bet you would have been the happiest "grand-pappy" the day Riley was born and taken home from the hospital

You could have also celebrated your 88th birthday this year as an old man with grey hair, or maybe Larry Geller would still be dyeing it pitch-black for you. Maybe you would have been holding your great-granddaughter Tupelo to your chest while your loved ones surrounded you, singing happy birthday. You would have been even happier to be the “great-grandpappy”

But that’s not what happened for you or your family and it breaks my heart

Rather than growing old, you passed away at the age of 42

On that night, you kissed and put Lisa Marie to bed for the very last time, not knowing it would be your last, not knowing you'd be gone just hours later. You left this world alone and quietly in the early hours of the morning without a proper goodbye, leaving so much unsaid by the people who loved you and wanted you to know. You left feeling like you hadn’t done enough to be remembered but it’s now 46 years later Elvis, and you are just as loved as you were then

And I am so grateful to say that I am one of the many people you reached, who love you, and think about you every single day. The impact that you have left on me cannot even be measured or described. I will forever be indebted to you Elvis, and all the ways that you left this world more beautiful than you found it. Truthfully, I wouldn’t want to live in a world that wasn’t touched by you. You make the days more bearable with your music and your presence, and I know that whenever I need comfort or happiness I can find it in something you did

You were simply unique and completely irreplaceable… the world has felt so dull and so empty since you left it. I truly mean it when I say that I love you Elvis, and if there is a way, I hope you know just how much

I miss you more than words could be said, and I’ll miss you until my last breathe. Rest in peace my love

Love “allways”,

𝒜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓁

pretty boy <3 💕

the most beautiful man to ever exist

matthew perry, thank you for the laughs. <3