“… He checks his phone, zips his hoodie and gets ready to leave. I ask about his levels of happiness, his place in the universe and finally becoming a man. He says that he feels a great sense of comfort in growing up, but that he’s nowhere near fully formed. “And neither are you,” he says, with a gentle finger jab and the same quiet smile. “And nothing’s going to make sense until we’re in our sunset. And until then the clarity comes from acknowledging that I have no idea. Just as it comes from accepting the fact that, right here and right now, everything is in chaos.” And then he’s gone, into the New York night. A bit like Spider-Man. But more like Andrew Garfield.” | British GQ July 2012
At warped tour I was crowd surfing to Dear Maria and I got near Jack, I kept screaming “Jack” but his hands were too sweaty and so were mine so he couldn’t help me out of the crowd but right before security helped me out I screamed “Jack!” again and he screamed back “ROSE!” to me.
Here’s to a Wonderful Actress who didn’t ruin her life.
I’m proud to be a Directioner
‘Cause at least I know they’re gay
And I won’t forget when simon smiled
And made those boys’ days
And I’ll proudly stand up
Next to them, and defend them ‘til I die
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt
I love this band
God bless the five homos