Asking Zayn for a pencil
You: Hey, can I borrow a pencil?
Zayn: Yeah, but it doesn't have an eraser.
You: Life doesn't have an eraser.
Zayn: That was deep...
You: yupp.
Zayn: ...
You: ...
Zayn: ...
You: ...
Zayn: ...
You: ...
Zayn: ...
You: ...
Zayn: I'm tweeting it.
In the future, with my daughter
*daughter walks through the door, late home*
Me: Where have you been, young lady? You're late!
Daughter: Sorry, I met a new friend and she invited me over.
Me: Oh, okay. Is she nice?
Her: Yeah, she has two dads though.
Me: That's completely normal, honey, you can't help who you fall in love with.
Her: Yeah, I know.
Me: Good.
Her: Harry and Louis are so nice, they're great parents.
Me: .....
Her: .....
Me: .....
Her: .....
Me: .....
Her: .....
Me: Give me her address now, get your things, we're going to live with them.
I’m so jealous of those girls who have flawless skin, long eyelashes, perfect nose, long perfect hair, perfect teeth, curvy bodies but yet they’re skinny, those girls that no matter what they wear they still look beautiful, who are photogenic, who can make the most askjfhjot face but they still look cute, that when they don’t wear makeup, they look as beautiful as when they wear it.
