"Who are you rooting/voting for tonight?" - x

jonasbrothers:

they better play corbin bleu’s “push it to the limit” when i’m in the delivery room or else i am not giving birth to that child 

crackshiprequests:

Matching tattoos.. imagine tho

crackshiprequests:

Matching tattoos.. imagine tho

damnyouwhoran:

"Harry Styles as Hannah Montana"

"Harry Styles as Miley Cyrus"

Harry is living the best of both worlds

damnyouwhoran:

"Harry Styles as Hannah Montana"

"Harry Styles as Miley Cyrus"

Harry is living the best of both worlds

no-gurl-no:

BEST I EVER HAD

HIPS DON’T LIE

YOU MAKE ME WANNA

ONE MORE NIGHT

maniacpixiedreamboy:

ihideinmymusic:

sw33t-dreamer:

uncle-tomfoolery:

danieljlayton:

jessthemustache:

Omfg I Can’t Cope.

Right, so I had a bit of a moment at Gillian Anderson.

TEARS

Ray
             Bluray!

cracking up so bad

The best

I’ve never seen the Sarah Palin one before

theglittermermaid:

Me singing “Ladadee” by Cody Simpson. I absolutely LOVE his new acoustic EP. It slaaays.

fharmony:

(◠‿◠) 

Camren Imagine

Imagine this:

You and your best friend, Lauren are going out to the club while she’s in Miami. Her bandmate, Camila, is going to meet up with you two. You all have your fake ID’s and you couldn’t be more excited since it’s your first time going to a club. 

You sit on Lauren’s bed, wearing a black crop top and a pair of gold shorts while Lauren looks for something to wear in her closet. You remember to sit up straight since you don’t want anyone to see a belly roll, no matter how thin you are. 

Lauren emerges from her walk-in closet, wearing a teal minidress. Whoa, you think. You feel underdressed now. Lauren is wearing shiny gold heels. She reaches down and pulls a pair of solid black pumps. Lauren hands them to you.

"Here, put these on," she grins. You nod and thank her, slipping on the heels. The doorbell rings and you and Lauren grab your purses, walking downstairs. Camila is at the door, wearing a mini skirt and a crop top with heels.

"Hey, Mila, this is (y/n)," Lauren introduces the two of you.

"It’s awesome to meet you," you shyly tell Camila, and she instantly hugs you. Camila’s arms are soft around you and she’s warm. When she pulls away, the three of you exit the house and walk to Lauren’s car. 

"I’m sooooo excited," you say, your shyness around Camila melting away. 

"Same!" Camila agrees, plugging her iPod into the car’s stereo and turning on Miley Cyrus’s 23

The three of you drive to the club, singing along. Once you get there, you stand in line. Finally, it’s your turn and you all present your IDs to the bouncer at the club. He shakes his head.

"Two of you are from Fifth Harmony. As an X-Factor fan myself, I know you girls are under the age of 21. Sorry, can’t let you in," the bouncer grunts. You, Camila, and Lauren pout and start sulking as you walk back to the car. 

"This blows," Lauren complains as she starts the engine to the car.

'WAIT!” Camila shouts. “I just remembered that One Direction's in town this week. I have Harry's number.” She grabs her phone and scrolls through her contacts before calling Harry.

"Hey, Harry! It’s me, Camila. Yeah, hi. Can you come to Lauren’s house? Bring the guys." Camila hangs up the phone and grins as Lauren zooms home. 

At first, you’re starstruck when you meet One Direction, but they’re friendly and you warm up to them. The eight of you spend the night taking body shots and dancing with each other at Lauren’s house. You admit, this is way more fun than going clubbing.

I LOVE CAMILA SO MUCH I WANT TO FUCK HER
Anonymous

NOW WE’RE TALKING. HIGH FIVE