| 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:

Oh woe is me, I’ll never understand the delicacy that is hairball formula cat treats or appreciate the divine odor of catnip. Excuse me while I cry myself to sleep. Just take my word for it

Still wasn’t the point.

Don’t bring the catnip into this because that stuff smells really good and is another story altogether. You can come snuggle with me and avoid the crying bit. Okay but only because I love you and I kinda sorta believe you

I’m making it the point.



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