They told me he was an angel, a boy sent from heaven to protect me from myself. He wasn’t an angel. He was a miracle who saved me over and over again, holding me tight and never releasing his grip until the sun awoke, and the demons were gone.
For all of you Ashton girls out there. Please don’t remove credit. I worked hard on this.
just wanna see how many people actually care about their music
I’m sorry but this only has 8,000+ out of he millions of twitter/instagram/tumblr/facebook followers they have
Should I do imagines on this blog or should I make a separate blog for my imagines?
lets call him gregGregthe 5th Second of Summer
reblog for greg girls
ashton is one of those people who you can’t help but smiling with him even though you have the worst day ever, his smile makes you melt, he just gives off positive vibes 24/7 and I think it’s beautiful
Sorry I haven’t been making preferences but when i promise when i get back home from vacation where there is more connection, i will do preferences again. i just need ideas. (I lost a few followers)
I feel like a proud mom watching 5sos get bigger and bigger but also like an angry grandma that never gets to see them
Imagine being his girlfriend in the crowd and you unbutton your shirt to reveal your “dibs on the drummer” shirt underneath