gaytheist:

i dont even give a shit about harry styles but ive been seeing so much of him on my dash lately he’s started infiltrating my subconscious …. last night i had a dream he was being interviewed during one of his concerts and the interviewer was like ‘what do you think about blurred lines by robin thicke? it’s a fucking banger right’ to which he replied ‘that’s a garbage song for garbage people . i cant believe you had the audacity to ask me that’ and then he started full on sobbing on stage for some reason

Thank you so much for being here tonight. I know a lot of you have flown a long way. I really appreciate you being here. I wanted to celebrate with you guys. I have played some of my favorite shows in Mexico. It felt right to come celebrate with you. Tonight, it doesn’t feel like a night to celebrate. Last night, there was a tragedy in my home town of Manchester. I am left with a hole in my heart. I went to my first show in the arena, and I’ve had some of my best experiences in my life in Manchester. We have a choice every single day that we wake up of what you can put into the world, and I ask you to please choose love every single day. I promise that we will back very soon to Mexico… We will be back to do a full show. But, tonight, if it’s okay with you, we’re gonna play a small acoustic set. I hope you understand, and I hope you will join me in a moment of silence for all the victims and their families. Thank you for understanding. I love you very much.

sparksofgold:

Harry: “He liked to roam the fields of Ireland, in a tractor sometimes. He liked to eat potatoes, and stew, and he liked to dance. Oh, did that boy love to dance. And as the years went on, Niall became a very talented Irish dancer. So if you’re out in the United States of America tonight, please be careful, and watch out, because he loves beer, and he will be very, very dangerous. So keep an eye out. “

One Projection: Harry Styles and the Art of Idealism

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By Mitski | May 18, 2017

As I’ve always done with beautiful people, I’ve long only noticed Harry Styles from afar. I never fully allow myself to love things that I feel are too bright and too clean for me, and if One Direction was the pack of popular boys in school, then Harry had prettiest face of them all. He’s the handsome boy you’ve never talked to because you run in different crowds, but who everyone says is very nice, even though he’s never seemed to experience that awkward phase that you thought was a necessary evil, a journey you must undergo to become a better adult. You don’t pine for him; he will always be too far from where you are for you to reach him. You don’t really have anything in common with him, anyway.

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One Projection: Harry Styles and the Art of Idealism