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im dying i completely forgot this conversation i had with a friend three years ago 😭
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they should serve eggnog year round as a controversial milk
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this post's hypothetical by itself is already ridiculous but the thing that gets me is how the wording implies two very funny things that become funnier in tandem
1. "Accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian baby" means this is a mistake on the pitcher's part. i imagine the pitcher is breastfeeding on the field and they pitch and they look down at their hands and they see the ball still in the glove and they go "fuck"
2. hitting the baby will still win you the game
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Liam + last OTRA concert.
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“did you bring protection?” “don’t worry babe” *pours salt in a circle around bed*
#LOL this is truly dean coded#is this my sign to finally rewatch it#been wanting to for years#tumblr crack
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in my mind youtube isn’t a social media because i don’t talk to anyone on there. that’s just where video is :)
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the one who drives and the one who’s always in the passenger seat
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god my heart hurts . it hurts so much
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you: suck my dick me, an intellectual: inhale my richard
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I dread the funeral. Not that I don't want him to finally be laid to rest because I absolutely do..but for what the fandom reaction is going to be if the boys aren't shown...or if they're not all there. Or if they're not all visibly riddled with grief. Some are expecting a replay of Tom Parker's memorial where his band mates were pallbearers etc. And that's incredibly unfair to have grand expectations then be angry when it doesn't play out like they want. What I wouldn't give for everyone to just act normal for once and not act so entitled to the level of thinking they can dictate such personal events in their private lives.
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sure what's the worst that could happen
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sometimes plushies make me cry because it’s like. they’re little guys made to be loved. their only purpose is to be held and hugged and loved. we made them because we love making things and we love loving things. and they’re so cute
#it's fine i'm not crying AT ALL#i did look to the side of my bed that's absolutely filled with a nest of plushies#and teared up a little#if you want to make me happy: get me plushies#fav
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Do you think silent hill has a Claire’s
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Personal stream of consciousness around Liam and grief and moving forward
Every day I wake up and Liam is still dead. It continues to sort of feel like at some point I will wake up and that won’t be true, that he’ll be back, like he’s just on a trip right now. And I think that’s… a normal part of the grieving process, but it’s hard because it feels disrespectful, almost.
I only did 8 days of inktober this year. I had another ten sketched out already in my notebook, and now I wonder what to do with those. Some of them were good! (Some weren’t). I was older than Liam by a month or so, but for some reason I want to be able to go to him now, and show him those sketches, and say, I do art too! Aren’t you proud of me?
Death is a horrible and unnatural thing. It was never supposed to happen to us. We grieve because we were not made to lose people. We were made to love them forever. Grief is our body trying desperately to reconcile with a reality it was never made for. That is why it feels this way. We were not made for a life like this. We were made to hold one another in our arms. We were made to love each other. We were made for more.
I want to tell him that. That he was made for more than he got. I hope someday I can.
When tumblr started having polls, I always voted the Liam option, and in part that was because I love Liam and I would’ve chosen him regardless. But in part it was with the thought that, if he were to ever snoop on our community here, I wanted Liam to see that he had people in his corner. I don’t regret that. I’m sad it’s all I could do.
I was thinking about it earlier. About One Direction. I tried to slice it so many ways and I came to the conclusion that Liam and Louis are the ones that I think were the heart. I think 1D could’ve come back together to tour, make music, and so on, as long as it had at least those two. 1D could never exist without Liam. It just couldn’t. He loved them too much.
Obviously, I haven’t turned my queue back on. I haven’t felt right reblogging current day stuff about the boys. It feels like turning that back on will indicate being ready to move on, to some extent. And okay, I’ll never be ready so there’s that. But. The idea of turning it back on doesn’t feel right. Not yet.
That being said, I started last month preparing for Christmas. For the 25 days of fic rec I do, and the advent fic. And of course cards. I had decided just a week before Everything Happened that I couldn’t afford to do physical cards this year. And I feel ten times more guilty about that decision now, because it feels like surely people NEED that! But I am also trying to be realistic with myself; so many wonderful people have offered to help financially, and any other time I think I would’ve taken them up on that, but right now the emotional and mental weight of doing physical cards might also be too heavy.
Which, again, makes me feel like I’m letting people down when they need me. If I could, I would send all of you personalized letters every day. It is so hard to reckon with the knowledge that I am only human and must take care of myself.
But I will do the fic recs. that’s easy; I’ve already finished the post graphics.
And I will do the advent fic (I might change my plot— the original one didn’t have a lot of Liam, but i think I need him there more).
And I will make some sort of digital cards for sure. It occurred to me this year that I never put my paper dolls online anywhere and I sort of wonder why not. At least maybe this will be a treat for anyone too wary of sending a stranger online their address— all of you can print th paper dolls for yourselves. I’ll make plenty of outfits.
So. That’s my plan, I suppose. I’ve cried writing this more than I’ve cried all week, I think because it’s easy to think that I am past the worst of the grieving right up until I have to look head on at the facts again.
I miss him. I miss him. How could this happen.
#please forgive me and let me know if you don't want this reblogged#but i cried with you as i was reading this#i truly don't have anything to add#i just. i genuinely understand.#i too feel like he's on a trip and none of this happened#it's just the part of me that wishes that was the case#instead of what actually happened#cause coming to terms with reality is not something my brain can do atm#i miss him so much. you're not alone in this#i don't know you#but i'm sending you the warmest hugs and all my love#rip liam
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Liam's TikTok account has been memorialized - 28/10
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