les fantômes

if you look up beautiful in the dictionary, there’s a picture of you

under the antonyms　

# "Don’t ever sell yourself short. Stand tall. Never be ashamed of who you are. You are beautiful, you are loved. You are needed. You are worth it. Promise me you won’t forget that. Promise me you won’t let your scars define who you are. Let your trials shape you. Let your victories humble you."

so today i got my one direction dvd in the mail fucking finally and then went out on the town in my louis tomlinson outfit haha and then was caller nineteen on the radio for 1d tickets omfg yes and then came home and watched said dvd and today was great everything was one direction and nothing hurt tbfh. i really wish u all shared my obsession ugh this is such a tender topic between you and me cos literally all of you hate them which is unfortunate (for u)

# "Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…"