sunsets and silhouette Dreams;

heyy my names Dylan ^_^
im 14 years old
Australia
in melbourne
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i post mainly
Hayley Williams, Emma Watson, paramore and harry potter <3
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My life is Paramore <3

harry potter forever my childhood fantasy...

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I have an obsession with Hayley Williams & Emma Watson <3

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“My philosophy in life is; don’t regret anything you do. Because in the end. It makes you who you are.”

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Our little things in life.

I find the most believed and true thing for me is. We don’t take what we have for granted. We don’t see that we have this “thing” this item of love. This person. Place. Until we’re at the point of complete loss. And it is only then that you see how much you had. What you could have made from it and how you just played around and didn’t really believe In it at the time. And why is it always that we only realize this at the end? The very end? Why is it that we then fall from it all? Because we our selfs forget. We just forget the important things. The memorable things. And we think we know. When we actually don’t. I hope people can understand this. Because. Iv wasted a lot of things that I need in my life. I have broken things that rebound back to me and I have lost people I love. So my plan is to stick to it. Remember why you chose this girl. Person. Friend. And never ever leave it to late. Make it now. Make it right. And put up a fight. Because it’s not worth the loss. Not worth the pain. It’s worth you. And nothing els.

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i fight for what i want and dream for all that i can;

music is my life. and without it i dont know where i would be. im the peson that brings there ipod EVERYWHERE. i blast it loud so people go "shit turn your music down, i can hear it from over here" its the thrill of leaveing yourself for a few minutes; hours. to experiance the time and space of all that we really have got and to make all the chance's and fight all the dreams. because thats really what my life is about.

Music.

your my own little world...

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I USED TO BE SO OBSESSED. I USED TO FUCKING LOVE HARRY POTTER, THEN IT SORT OF DIED DOWN A LOT. I STILL LOVED IT. BUT JUST NO WHERE NEAR AS MUCH, THEN I SAW THE NEW ONE AND CRIED SO MUCH.. KNOWING THAT MY CHILDHOOD FANASY IS COMING TO A DEAD END;
I ALSO HAVE POTTER DEPRESSION D:
I AM ACTUALLY NOT GOING TO SEE THE LAST HALF. I REALLY DONT WANT TO. CANT HANDLE IT TO END JUST YET.. SO I PLANNED IT: IM GOING TO WAIT FOR THE FIRST OF DECEMBER 2012 TO SEE IT C:

WHY MUST YOU END HARRY POTTER DD:

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13th of october 2010,
best day of my life; so far.
i love you more than words. paramore <3


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"Yesterday. For a split second I stopped. While I had hundreds of people jumping around me. I stood there and just stared at her. And for that second I felt like new her. New everything about her. It felt like I could feel her thoughts rushing through my head. And I stood there and smiled to myself. I also started to think, this strange thought, but I thought, why. Why am I just like every other person here that came to see them. I wanted to be different. I wanted to be known like that by them. I wanted to know them like they where my family. My brothers. My sisters. Where I could go back with them and pat them on the back and say ” that was a fucking amazing job”. Weird I know. But I did think that. And I still do wish for this >.< but While I lye here now with my music on, I think about where they are now. What there doing at this second. I then think of last night and get that dropping feeling inside. The loss of those amazing moments. And so I promise myself now. This is where I will be one day. I’ll be the one giving people that amazing feel of the after presence of it all. I love you paramore. Weather people like this or not. Or if it pisses them off or gives the shits, I don’t care. Because They are the ones that truly make me happy at the worst of times. The ones that ake me away from it all. The reality. and going to that concert… It just made it all real to me. I had the experience. And I’ll never forget that day. The hours of waiting out side. The rain. Each minute.ill remember. And while I think back to that split second. I know that I experienced their power Of what they do. Giving people that feeling. Taking people places to where they can leave everything behind.
They are strong. They are my heroes."

- Me c:

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SHE’S LIVING HER LIFE TO THE MAX.
MORE THAN ANYONE I KNOW.
SHE’S BELIEVING IN DIFFERENCE.
AND NO ONE CAN OR SHOULD STOP HER FROM DOING THAT.
SHE IS AN AMAZING SINGER.
AND FOR SOME FANS.
IF IT JUST COME’S DOWN TO THE WAY SHE COLOURS HER HAIR??
ARE YOU REALLY FANS?
I MEAN COME ON.
I PERSONALLY LOVE HER HAIR.
ITS DIFFERENT.
BUT HEY.
IN THIS WORLD EVERYONE HAS TO BE FUCKING NORMAL.
THANK YOU HAYELY. FOR HELPING TO MAKE A “DIFFERENT WORLD” FOR US CRAZY PEOPLE.
SHE DESERVE’S EVERYTHING SHE GETS. SHE IS ALWAYS PUSHING HER SELF. ALWAYS TRYING TO MAKE IT AS FAR AS POSSIBLE. TRYING TO BE THE BEST AT WHAT SHE DOES. AND WITH BELIEF. I KNOW THEY CAN DO IT. DO ANYTHING.
THEY ARE PARAMORE.
AND PARAMORE.
ARE A BAND.

I LOVE YOU HAYLEY.
KEEP DOING WHAT YOUR DOING.
KEEP BEING.
DIFFERENT.

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Paramore
Mayday parade
30 seconds to mars
simple plan
Green day
secondhand serenade
the red jumpsuit apparatus
Josh Golden
sum 41
All time low
Friday night boys
Escape the fate
panic! at the disco
a day to remember
Good charlotte
fall out boy
Life house
Georgia fair
3OH!3
The script
Crowded house
ect..
>.<

music is built in me. it will never leave.

immaparawhore:

kearley:

State of the Art.
We are Paramore. 

“told you we weren’t going anywhere.”
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immaparawhore:

kearley:

State of the Art.

We are Paramore. 

“told you we weren’t going anywhere.”

she is just.. beautiful.

she is just.. beautiful.

(Source: death4mybirthday, via hard-femme)

- Stand by me

hopelessdream3rs:

I was 12 going on 13 the first time I saw a dead human being. It happened in the summer of 1959-a long time ago, but only if you measure in terms of years. I was living in a small town in Oregon called Castle Rock. There were only twelve hundred and eighty-one people. But to me, it was the whole world.

(Source: surviving-with-anchors)

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