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Can you tell me the story behind "Does the little one with the cheekbones know that the prince is in love with him" ?

Ah, sit back sweetheart and let me tell you a beautiful story of when One Direction performed Through The Dark on the American Music Awards in 2014

Harry Styles, and his leggy pins, was looking rather princely dressed like this.

Through the entire song, he proceeded to ignore the camera man in his face, choosing instead to serenade Louis Tomlinson, who was wearing a turtleneck and looking especially handsome that evening.

The next day, someone named fuzzypurplestuff submitted this iconic story of an adult man, far removed from the fandom, who could clearly see the truth:

I have my own, everyone can see it story, from work. I was chatting with one of our surveyors (40’s, married, teen kids) and he said ‘I saw that group of yours sing last night.’ I smiled and nodded. So he says, ‘They were pretty good, the one who looks like a Disney prince, with the curls, he’s your favourite, right?’ I nodded happily and informed him that his name was Harry. He didn’t really care, but then said “Does the little one with the cheekbones know the prince is in love with him?”

And that, my dear, is the story of how Harry came to be known as the prince who was in love with Louis, the little one with the cheekbones.

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bringing back my dead poets society head canon that was todd anderson loves horror movies.

read the book again and remembered it lol

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Someone I know recently discovered these ships share a name.

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look at that woman

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Cool thaaang i saw on pinterest

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watching the we were liars tv show

i love the book mostly so we’ll see how thisngoes

lso im painting my nails yellow

the same shade as the secret of us cover yellow

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Cuties huh (video taken from cherrybluus on tt)

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YOU ARE THE YOUNGEST PERSON EVER!!

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“Neil is in love with Todd,” I say into the mic. The crowd cheers. I begin to walk off in triumph. “Why is everyone so obsessed with homosexuality?” says a voice from the back of the room. The lights come on. It’s him. Robert Sean Leonard.

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“Neil is in love with Todd,” I say into the mic. The crowd cheers. I begin to walk off in triumph. “Why is everyone so obsessed with homosexuality?” says a voice from the back of the room. The lights come on. It’s him. Robert Sean Leonard.

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i want to go outside so bad but theres like a massive heat stroke rn

go on more walks. walk for no reason. walk to solve a problem. walk to blow off steam. walk to get outside. walk to listen, read, and learn. walk to escape distractions. walk to improve your health. walk to think. a simple walking habit can change absolutely everything.

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forgot to post this here ! i miss them.

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bitches be like: "yeah i love dead poets society so much i see myself in some of the characters."

the character in question:

(im bitches)

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i kissed my best friend and she STILL never looked at me like that

And some people have the AUDACITY to call them straight. Never in my life my straightest friend looked at me like that. And if she did I would've kissed her.

(although I respect any opinions and you can see them as besties if you want, but for me they were actually married and Charlie was the priest)

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I will never understand how people can call Dead Poet Society boring. Like, you actually watched that movie all the way through without gut-wrenching heartache and pain??? 😓😓

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i might rewatch dps soon because what if i've actually been mischaracterizing some of the characters

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i need someone to notice me sitting alone on the roof and tell me that the writing set i got for my birthday (again) looks very aerodynamic then cheer as i throw it off the roof. i need someone to look me in the eye amongst fluttering pieces of paper and smile like the sun itself. i need their to shrug with fake pity, barely able to hold in their laughter, and tell me that its okay, that i'll get another one next year. i need