| 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:

That’s just stupid, that’s why you’ve gone and got sick again. You’ve jinxed yourself. You know I would if I could, babe. Sadly though you married a popstar, not a physician.

How did I jinx myself? Go back to school and be a doctor and fix it then. Go on. I’m sure at this rate, I’ll still be sick by the time you get back. 

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  1. ohdamnhazza reblogged this from louispanlinson-blog and added:
    Well I stand by it. I’d rather be sick than you. You were sick so much. Oy, don’t bring that up, that’s a painful...
  2. louispanlinson-blog reblogged this from ohdamnhazza and added:
    By wanting me to not be sick. You brought it on yourself. Kind of like when you got hit with the shoe ‘cause you had to...
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