[wonders if harry styles sleeps in his skinny jeans]
As you held me down, you said,
"I’ll see you in the future when we’re older
and we are full of stories to be told.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I’ll see you with your laughter lines.”
i’m eating turkish delights while i listen to ashton irwin’s laugh life is good
And nobody heard him.
That’s the shit that hurts.