12 days (as of yesterday) of Louis being in England.
Anything could happen
I want all of it. Your sleepy mumbling. Your drunken embarrassment. Your silly faces. Your anger. Your dance moves. Your anxiety. Your apologies. Your sadness. Your stern looks. Your claustrophobia. Your exasperated tone. Your frustrations. Your past. I want all of it. I want all of you.
“It’s funny, sometimes people who disagree with me just say, “Shut up and sing.” Boy, will I do so in a whole new way… next year. Hell hath no fury like a woman REBORN.”
Katy via Instagram (via iheartkatyperry)
accept that you arent special to some people and move on
little happy things:
- seeing someone who is equally as excited to see you
- when you’re somewhere beautiful, away from things that stress you out
- actually completing your homework quickly without procrastinating too much, and then sleeping on time
- when your friend shares a generous amount of food with you
- reading something that perfectly describes what you’ve struggled to put into words
- starting a new journal with new stationery
- waking up in the morning and feeling happy for no reason
- discovering a new favourite tv show, song or person that makes you excited again
- making food or art and then feeling proud of your creations
- realizing that you don’t care anymore about something that made you sad or anxious before