I had a dream the other night that I was dating Niall from One Direction….and I literally don’t even like them that much. I just know who they are and I’m an outlet for my friend who is obsessed.
Then last night I had my reoccurring dream that Prince Harry adopted/took me in as his sister and took care of me and then all of a sudden I met Niall and I started dating him and Harry and William were totally supportive then the three of them brought me to Paris because of how badly I’ve been wanting to go back then while I was there we got a call from one of Harry’s persons and like they told me my parents saw me in a magazine and they found me and omg and then Niall kissed me and told me wee would figure it all out and then I woke up to the DJs talking about a chicken wing shortage for the Super Bowl and the black guy started literally (I think) crying and screamed “IT’S GOING TO BE AN AFRICAN AMERICAN CIVIL WAR!!!!”
Someone want to interpret my life for me?
(The dream was actually kinda cool)
(Source: nerdick-elk)
(via a-soul-of-humanity)
By (Thisisnotadair.)
I’m really tempted to run away. Run to Paris. I can’t take it here anymore. I don’t have a sure thing anywhere else. I just felt at peace in Paris. I was in Paradise…..I really might do this. Run and never look back…
(via enormite)
I’m working on some new art pieces and I need some translations. It would mean so so sooooooo much!
Please message me if you think you can help!
Please and thank you.
P.S. I don’t like online translators because they are not always accurate so please don’t send a link to one.
(Source: whentrueloveskiss)
(Source: thesoundofreedom)
Paris… by Mikko Lagerfeldt.