Dear Harry Styles; This is not in anyway shape or form okay. Guess it’s “Kill Directioner’s Day”.
I’m so done. Best way to wake up!!
Isn’t he adorable when he’s sleeping?
Anyway, I have to get up and meet a friend now. So I will be back in a few hours to go through my askbox. Send me some stuff whille I’m gone! :)
Dirty me...
- I'm so dirty minded on the wrong places!
- On the internet!
- Me: *Reads a One Direction dirty imagine*
- Me: *Reads a One Direction dirty fanfic!*
- Me: *Imagines a dirty scene*
- On my phone!
- Phone: *MAP!* Pou is dirty!
- Me: *Imagines a dirty scene*
- On Tumblr!
- Tumblr: Somebody just followed you! HOORAY!
- Me: Now I have 69!
- Me: *Imagines a dirty scene*
- In McDonalds!
- McDonald worker: What can I get you?
- Me: A large french frie, please?
- Me: *Imagines a dirty scene*
- In math!
- Teacher: It HAS to be this long! Or else I will scream!
- Me: *Imagines a really creepy dirty scene*
- With my friends!
- Friend: Let's play!
- Friend 2: Isn't it a bit childish?
- Friend: Hell no! This is only for adults!
- Me: *Imagines a dirty scene*
- When i'm alone!
- Me: *Puts some music on suffle*
- iPhone: SHE'S A DIRTY DIRTY DANCER! DIRTY DIRTY DANCER NEVER EVER LONELY!
- Me: *Imagines a blue cobra swimming on chocolate*
