| 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
Oh poop. I’m sure anyone that told you that you’re a poor judge of comedy just didn’t get your kind of humour. Everybody’s got a different approach, hm. Oh.. I hope this friend of yours is alright! — In fact, of course they’ll be alright! Don’t dwell Harry, just look on the bright side! … I mean, I know it’s easier said than done, but dwelling is just another form of focusing and over thinking. Do you want some cookie dough? Food mends, believe me when I say that.
Need to keep you around more often. Maybe I’ll start telling my jokes to you, at least you’d appreciate them. Hah. It is a lot easier said than done. But having people to talk to helps. Which you’re quite good at by the way. Cookie dough sounds nice, actually.
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