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1D GIVEAWAY!

Up All Night Album & Poster

Hey Guise,

So, I really want to do a giveaway to let all of you guise know how much I appreciate you guys that follow me. (: I know most of you have a One Direction album already but Maybe some of you don’t. (Maybe those in Narnia?) So, yeah. This album is Brand New, I did not open it or anything. and I have this 1d poster that has never been used or anything either. So,if you wanna win here are the rules…

• Must be following me.
• Can reblog as many times as you like. (The more, the more chances you’ll win)
• I will be using this site to pick the winner.
• Likes DONT count.
• I will pay for the shipping. (worldwide)
• Ends Feb 23. 

If you have anymore questions then just ask. (:

GOOD LUCK! <3

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I need to vent and this gif pretty much mimics what I feel like doing right now. My family has never been rich, the town we come from is rich but our development isn’t and we never have been. I am fortunate to have grown up in a family where I have got to travel to places like Alaska and Italy and London and I could always walk downstairs on Christmas to see presents under the tree. The past 2 years our lives have been drastically changed. My dad has been unemployed for 2 years and a few months and has gone on countless interviews and we get our hopes up when he said it went good and then we find out he didn’t get it. My dad has lost job placements to people who came from different countries and now live here. I’m all for having a better life and blah blah blah, my grandma was an immigrant too but this shit is starting to piss me the fuck off. My dad was born and raised here, he went to school here, he has worked here his whole life and at 59 this country can’t even give him a fucking job yet all the political assholes get to go home and wake up the next day to go to work. Yeah sure their work might suck but they have a job, don’t complain. For 2 years I have heard we have to cut back, we can’t do this because we can’t afford it, Christmas won’t be like last year, and the creme de la creme: we might have to sell our house of 16 years, woo fucking woo! I’ve lived in that house since I was 3, in case you can’t decipher what that means that means my whole fucking life is in that house. Videos of my brothers 5th birthday, videos of me unwrapping my Barbie Toy Convertible on Christmas morning with my grandmas and my Papo. I have pictures outside that house of my dance recital from ‘96 to both my prom and my brothers prom pictures. Pictures of my dog in the backyard on the first day we took him home, to his homecoming from the hospital in 07 and now 10 years later. THATS MY LIFE UP FOR SALE. And now the holidays come around, I LOVE christmas, it’s my favorite time of year. So I just call my mom and tell her the exciting new that my favorite holiday Christmas Eve is 3 weeks away! And she tells me Christmas is going to have to be about the spirit this year, not the commercialism because we can’t afford to buy gifts this year because we can’t even afford our mortgage anymore. Someone’s going to come back at me and say “well christmas shouldnt be about the presents anyway” and that’s not why I’m mad or upset. I’m mad and upset because everyone else can have a Christmas. Obama has royally fucked up this country and politicians (i’m not saying everyone so dont bite my head off) don’t even give a crap because they get to go home with a paycheck so why the fuck should they care about us people who work hard? All I want for Christmas is an Irish Rugby jersey and tickets to the Diana Celebration at Foxwoods. and a stuffed Pascal toy but that’s it. 3 things are all I desire and sure I can go on without them, this isn’t the point. The point is that while my family sits in my house on Christmas looking at a tree and thinking of how every Christmas before this can probably top this one, all the other people who have contributed to this economic mess get to unwrap all their shit and “oh look I just got more and more clothes!” and “oh wow! a new gaming system to go with my collection!” It’s that that pisses me off, the ones who work hard and actually believe in this country get to have shit while the people who see it’s going down the tube and do nothing about it get everything on a silver fucking platter. They get to wake up wanting Christmas, they get to have fun conversations at dinner because when someone asks you how everything is you can actually say good. They don’t have to get listen to the poor people’s holiday speeches like “well at least we have each other” which is so true but do you know what that makes you feel inside? It makes you want to cry because someone is trying to turn a negative into a positive but at this point you’ve had it and you’re just trying to not let a tear fall onto your turkey. The White House is probably going to have some grand christmas dinner where he will try and say that this year has been tough but we will get through, yes we can. Please, I’m done hearing that. How about you come spend a little time in our shoes and the rest of the country’s shoes and see how it really is. I hide most of my emotions about stuff like this, I have been crying myself to sleep for 2 years and I’m sitting here alone in my dorm room bawling my eyes out. It kills me when I’m up here at school and people complain to me about money and how they don’t have it yet everytime I see them they are showing me something they bought or telling me about some expensive excursion they are going on. I worked my ass of over Thanksgiving break and I’m so happy my paycheck went to spending 210 dollars on textbooks because oh yeah, my bank account isn’t fed by my parents. I’m so sick of hiding this. Everyone probably thinks what could be wrong with Meg she’s quiet and I’ve never seen her cry so nothing could really be going under the surface right? Yeah sure come to my dorm room with a box of kleenex and I’ll fill you in. I don’t evne want Christmas to come this year because I know I’m going to get the “times are hard speech” and “this might be our last Christmas in this house”. well here’ my mood for this year and the past 2: bah fucking humbug.

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this makes me want to cry. every time i think disney world i think of this song and every time i think of this song i think of disney world and how I’m meant to be there and how my dream might come true and now it is! this is forever my DCP theme song <3

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my fave part lol

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i’m in a twilight mood right now so prepare for a twispam on my page.

and bitch please, team edward all the way til the day I die <3

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booyahh

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finally saw it today! so pleased and happy <3 proud to be a twihard (and team-edward <3) I agree with all of this, except I know nothing about the hunger games so we can just skip that…

When the wolves were talking to each other in animal voices with their minds.

The Hunger Games trailer before the movie.

When Kristen Stewart showed no emotion at all.

When everyone gave toasts and speeches at the wedding. PRICELESS.

When Bella freaked out before having sex….

the first thing i thought of when I saw this part was “gee jacob, way to be a marshmellow” going all the way back to new moon. i’m such a twihard i think I’M gonna be sick

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