Kendall. Canadian. 21. Books. Tea. Music. Poetry. University. ¼ funny ¾ ridiculous. I have no recollection of what life was like before One Direction. Sad, I know. More often than not, I live under the false pretence that what interests me automatically fascinates others. I will eventually learn this is not true. In the meantime: here, have some obsessive reblogs and incoherent tags.
Where’d the days go when all we did was play? And the stress that we were under wasn’t stress at all… Just a run and a jump into a harmless fall from walking by a high-rise to a landmark square.