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forever-justinbieber:

It was dark. Pitch black. Suddenly, a beam illuminated the room. It was a spotlight, on a boy. I leaned forward in my seat, narrowing my eyes for a better view. Wait, that was me. It was me, a few years ago. I was 15. I had flippy hair and an American Apparel hoodie on. I was sitting on a stool with a mic in my hand. All of the lights in the arena flickered on and that’s when I noticed I wasn’t alone. Thousands of girls were in their seats. They all stood up immediately and started chanting my name. “Justin, Justin, Justin…” Little me had a big smile on his face. “Thank you!” he said with a squeaky voice. “If it weren’t for you guys I wouldn’t be here!” Little me did a peace sign then walked off stage to my mom.

It went dark.

A beam lit up the stage again. Surprise, surprise. It was me. I was about 17. My hair was cut. I lost all the baby fat on my face. There was a fake smile on my face. I was wearing a leather jacket. The arena lit up again and I noticed there were more girls. They chanted my name but I looked to the right. I looked back to the crowd and lifted the mic to my lips. “Swag” I pranced off the stage and into someone’s arms. I squinted my eyes and saw Selena embracing 17 year old me in a hug.

It went dark once again.

The spotlight went on the stage. There was a man standing with sunglasses on. No smile on his face. He looked like an older me. His face was more chiseled and some stubble lined his cheeks. The arena lit up and I was shocked. Tears filled my eyes when I noticed I was the only one sitting in the audience. Where were the screaming girls? Why wasn’t there anybody here? He took off his sunglasses and looked into the empty seats. A single tear rolled down his cheek, and I realized I was crying too. He walked off the stage where nobody awaited him. A voice took over the speakers. It was 15 year old me’s voice. “You’re at the top of the mountain, but who helped you climb there?”

I shot up from my bed, eyes wide open and heart pounding. What have I done?

All credit goes to whoever wrote this. It was amazing.

(Source: adore-onedirection)







wherethelandslidebroughtmedown:

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Oh hey, it’s Friday, better get ready for Superna—

mishait-smithins:

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bamfbottomweasley:

heysammy | durncriss

Oh. Well, at least tomorrow we have Doctor W-

But guys, it’ll be okay because we’ve got Merl—

It’ll be okay—just a few days until Gl—

 

Oh hey guys it fine atleast we have Frin-

Well at least How I Met Your Mother is on next Tues-

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EVERYTHING I EVER LOVED IS OVER.

Chill out, guys. There’s still Hou-

Via Your eyes are the size of the moon.

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mrsrivera-brittana:

AHAHAHAHAH I CANT

WHAT THE HELL. PAAHAA.

LOL. HIATUS MADNESS STRIKES AGAIN.

OMG I CALL IT HIATUSITIS THIS FANDOM HAS IT IN SPADES

HAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD
I WILL NEVER SEE THIS SCENE THE SAME WAY EVER AGAIN.

HIATUS MADNESS



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perfect




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