that moment
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hahahhaha i lollldd
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(via alldrews)
First we’re like
“OMG Justin’s new album/song comes out so soon”
Then we’re like
” I love him so much, he changed my life, I love him so much”
Then Jelena does some shit, and we all fight about it
Then a sexy pic of Justin gets out, and we all forget about fighting,and we’re like
“Juz10 you are so sexy, I wanna have your babies”
Then we’re like
” I’ll always be just another fan to him”
Yeah, we’re fucking awesome, deal with it
(via rythmsoflove)
onceuponamidnightquidditchmatch:
He has changed so much!
made me cry…
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Normal people:
Me:
it’s a belieber thing :)
lol. scooters face
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(Source: stratfordguy, via rythmsoflove)
who i wish was 15 again and playing video games with ryan…
(via alldrews)
Wanna know what my problem is? My problem is I am in love with a guy who literally has no idea I even exist. This guy has a girlfriend that he loves. This guy has dated way more beautiful, older, amazing and more successful people than me. My problem is I am in love with the old him, and it’s too late to know that one. The old him is gone and never coming back. The new one says he’s the same, but I feel him distancing each day. This guy never smiles anymore. I loved that smile. I lived for that smile, and I never get to see it anymore. My problem is that this guy has millions of girls that love him just like I do. I’m just the same as the others. Nothing special. Just another face in the crowd that will probably never be noticed. My problem is that I am in love with him so much it hurts. And I can never be with him. It’s the age, the distance, the class, everything. But I love him the same. My problem is that I don’t really know him, I never did, and sadly, I probably never will. My problem is that I compare everyone to him. That’s why I don’t have a boyfriend. I sit alone in my room, waiting for him. But he will never come. I even know that, but I just can’t come to accept it or believe it. My problem is I can never get him out of my mind. He’s always there and he never thinks about me once. My problem is that I can’t live without him. His smile, his laugh, his voice. My problem is that whenever I hear him sing, or see him live, or watch his movie, I fall in love again. And it’s not healthy. I need to forget about him. But I can’t. My problem is that even if I do ever meet him, it won’t be anything special. And I’ll need him even more than I do now. My problem is that he doesn’t care about us anymore. The old one always smiled when he saw us, and he doesn’t anymore. My problem is that it’s so complicated. We want this for you and to do this, but then this happens, and it just goes back and forth getting us no where. We hurt him without even trying. His haters are being nicer to him more than we are right now. My problem is that I try to be happy for him when he’s with someone else, but I can’t. I breakdown a little whenever I think about or see him with someone else. He’s my light, my world, my reason for living. My problem is that I am totally, irrevocably, undyingly, and completely in love with Justin Drew Bieber, and he doesn’t even know.
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(Source: forever-idiot, via alldrews)
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