I can’t hug them, I can’t even see them
They are the reason for me to live.
I just have to believe.
I thought I was close
But suddenly the chances closed
I and my fandom are inseparable
But meeting them seems impossible.
I said I love you… you can’t feel it,
I cry for you… you can’t even see it
Because I’m just one of your million fans.
Impossible to hold your hands.
No matter what will happen
I’m just a girl in the crowd
Impossible to reach you.
I always reached for the stars thinking that it was you.
In my life full of chaos, you were the one who gave me a colorful hue.
I watched you as you swayed your body
Throughout this catchy rhythm and loud melody.
Your smiles that worth thousands of butterflies
Our fate is impossible to catch in our eyes.
I prayed every night to hug you and kiss you before I sleep
For in your sparkling eyes made me easily leap
It doesn’t matter how long I’d wait
Rumors around started to burn into hate
You are the star twinkling at the darkest skies
Your every movements are watched in every eyes
How I wish I was beside you
Holding, hugging and comforting you
Optimistic words that encourage you to do better
My heart is really shot like a jagger
Then I realized I’m out of your league
The endeavors will never be with us even if I beg
I will be sad to see you go;
Your explosive awesomeness
and gut-busting science
has kept me laughing since my twelfth year
of exploding pigs
and Adam screaming "Ouch!"
"Is Jamie a robot?"
You will always remain in my heart
as one of my favorite shows
and I hope and pray
that the re-runs keep rolling
'till the end of my days.
2016 video plots and #the1975 lyrics to the #YOUTH
Tyler Pose[y]-ing you to choosing defining what is "true" love for you
are the surface, are the #COLORS white and gold
But they will paint you to underLying black Badlands
and Blue Neighborhoods
Nihilistic aesthetics kids don't believe All the Art they sell you
The feels rack me
Fits of squealing
In the dark so no one will see
Tumblr plans the wedding,
Look! My otp!
I ship it so hard
It actually pains to read fanfics
We read it all
To get more
Life giving feels.
The cuteness makes us skip meals
One more episode.
When's sherlock season 3?
you might describe me as
"in her own world"
it's only because
fictional people mean more to me
then you do
that might be sad
but to me
it's my whole world
what happens on the screen of a tv
affects me more then
what happens in my school
and watching my favorite character die
hurts so much
and i'm so tired of being categorized
as just another fan-girl
because i feel like so much than that
Music, like an everyday-medicine, we take.
The text-- to our hearts-- sometimes tastes,
Bitter it is, still we devour, as if its a cake.
Bitter, how you need peace, it betrays.
To most of you,
Music is about what meaning lies behind.
To most of you,
Music is all about the soothing rythm you find.
But to a too broken person,
Who found voices that express,
An extraordinary love was born,
A love that--once felt--is hard to surpress.
We are the broken people you call immature,
Just for 'obssesing' over something out of your nature.
We are the broken people whom you judge,
But who are we to hold a grudge?
Id like to take this opputunity,
To inform an array that critisize,
We are not in the least guilty,
For dedicating something to those who saved our lives.
But for the record,
We, fans do feel.
Will be very much appreciated.