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• Chuckles

  I'm terrified of the day
  One Direction announce their break up. One day, we'll all wake up, go on tumblr and there'll be post after post of their last tweet as a band, or last interview. Louis will tweet a short, sweet, cute and somewhat sassy goodbye tweet. Niall will tweet a nice, funny, silly tweet and call us all mofos one last time. Liam will go on twitlonger and tweet us a long, massive, goodbye thank you and tell us he loves us and we're the best fans ever. Zayn will post a ridiculously deep tweet about how the rollercoaster will always end at some point and you'll have to get off the ride to get on a different one. Harry will tweet about a sandwich. And it might be the press' fault, for making up too many rumours. And it might be our fault, for getting too crazy. too pushy,to the point where they don't find it fun anymore. But I'm most terrified of the day they stop being friends. They move out the complex, get their own places, get their own families, and just lose touch. There's no more Larry Stylinson, or Niam, or Zarry, or Nouis, or Lilo, or Narry, or Lirry,or Zouis, or Ziam, or Ziall. They'll go back to the X Factor house and record one last video diary, on the bottom of the stairs. And we'll all be forced to tear the posters off our walls, stash them in a box to keep under the bed, just in case it's all a joke. But it won't be.
  I'm just so terrified of that day I wake up and it's all over.
  
  Holy Shit.

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• Sciamachy

  Remember, you're beautiful.
  But keep in mind that not everyone's
  gonna be able to see that.

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• loveandpain

  cute profile!

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• Chuckles

  Lost your pen = no pen
  No pen = no notes
  No notes = no study
  No study = fail
  Fail = No diploma
  No diploma = no work
  No work = no money
  No money = no food
  No food = skinny
  Skinny = ugly
  Ugly = no love
  No love = no marriage
  No marriage = No children
  No children = alone
  Alone = depression
  Depression = sickness
  Sickness = death.
  Lesson: Do not loose your pen, you will die.
  
  LOOOOL

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• Chuckles

  wauw, m'n ouders hebben zowat alles van me afgenomen.
  ja ik zit hier nogal zwaar illegaal op de laptop.
  
  echt serieus wtf heb ik gedaan ik weet zelf niet eens wat ik fout heb gedaan en niemand wil et uitleggen
  fml

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