| It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry... And forget to live.

Stats: One Daddy, One Papa, One Lost Girl, One Lost Boy, One furry barky thing, One shy turtle, One noisy bird, Two angry cats, and lots and lots of love.

Hiiiii. I'm Harry. 20 years young, 1/5 of One Direction. I'm still trying to figure out... well, everything. But for the meantime I know for sure that I'm I'm a father, and a husband; I'm kind of hopelessly in love with a pair of lost boys and an angelic lost girl. || AIM: damn.hazza

boywhowouldntgrowup:

Was. Doesn’t matter where I sleep. I hope you’re comfortable on your popsicle stick bed. Maybe I’ll be nice enough to make you a blanket and pillow out of some toilet paper.

Was not. I live here love. I know where to find the real blankets and pillows. Remember? You’re still not good at threats. 



  1. louispanlinson-blog reblogged this from ohdamnhazza and added:
    WAS. I would, I’m heading to the thermostat right now. Because if you were going to leave, you would have left already.
  2. ohdamnhazza reblogged this from louispanlinson-blog and added:
    NOT. You wouldn’t. I don’t believe you. How do you know I’m not getting ready to leave?
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