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Harry Styles

Harry Styles. Hurts my heart. That’s all, I’m gonna go cry now.

Just creepin…

Just creepin…

School… :(

So I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. Blah blah blah. I’m sad. This isn’t fun. I don’t wanna do it. I’m gonna cry. I wish One Direction could ride in on unicorns and save me. And take me to Narnia. That would be nice. Then Harry could sing to me, and Aslan could hold me. Then we could have a glitter party and eat rainbow cupcakes. With sprinkles. Yeah, lots of sprinkles. Then the Jonas Brothers could come and party with me. And Munro Chambers. And Justin Bieber. And Logan Lerman. Hottie Party. Oh yeah. Everyday. All the time. If only crazy dreams came true.