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2 years ago on April 23, 2011 at 10:35am
i will always reblog this if it comes up on my dash. look at her smile. she’s so happy. and justin’s smile, too. i don’t see why people were making a big deal about not hugging her. it’s something against malaysian religion, so he shook her hand to show respect. this is the sweetest thing. probably my favorite OLLG ever. :)
reblogging this, agaaaiiin <3
reblogging for like the 3rd or 4th time (:
forever reblog
2 years ago on April 23, 2011 at 06:39am
Im pretty sure, that I’ll meet Justin. Someday.
I’ll be like
He’ll be like
I’ll be like
He’ll be like
I’ll be like
He’ll be like
I’d be like
He’ll be like
I’ll be like
He’ll be like
So wait for me, Mr. Bieber!
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2 years ago on April 16, 2011 at 10:19pm
Dear Mrs. Future Bieber, ›
Hello. How’s it going? Well here’s the deal. Justin Drew Mallette Bieber is one of the top ten role models of this century, I’m guessing, so don’t be alarmed if you see little girls trying to achieve their dreams because Justin said they can (which they most likely will). It is our job as fans, beliebers, to stand by him wherever he may stand, whatever he may do, and whoever he may be with. It is our priority to be the best fans he could possibly have in his lifetime. To share the best moments of his life with us. To share his music and talent with us. To be who he truly was meant to be with us. It is our job to wait outside and cheer. Now, you may get a few death threats on the internet, or maybe in real life. Who really knows. But you can’t let that stop you from loving him as much as your heart can take. You have to nudge the negativity and enjoy those little moments with him. Hold his hand in public, kiss him on the cheek, make him laugh when he wants to rip a wall out. Be there for him. Keep him warm when he’s freezing on a cold New York night. Swear with him, as loud as you can. Make him do pranks on you. Do pranks on him. Have his bodyguard pick him up and spin him around until he throws up. Make him cook soup for you. Have him play cards with you and if he wins, playfully beat him up. Run your fingers through his hair. Make his heart skip a beat. Make him wish you were his forever. Don’t ever leave him broken. If he needs a break, give it to him. If he wants to yell, let him. Don’t let any of these chances go to waste because for one, you have the world’s teenage heartthrob in your arms. You have the golden ticket. Some fans would kill to be by his side. Don’t waste any moment with him. Make the best out of it. Die old together. Be the best you can be for him, and I’m pretty sure he will be more than the best for you. Tell him you love him every single day because it’s what his fans do. Every day, we look out for him. We would want you to do the same every time you are with him. Don’t give up on him. He’s quite the keeper. Handle his heart with care.
Love,
A Bieber Fan.
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2 years ago on April 16, 2011 at 07:55am
2 years ago on April 16, 2011 at 07:55am
2 years ago on April 16, 2011 at 07:54am
I close my eyes and I was back. Justin tugged on my skirt. “Mommy, I’m scared,” He said.
“Honey, everyone’s scared of their first day of school, just look your fears in the face and kick ‘em away!” I said, tickling his neck to lighten the mood.
“Bye Mommy, I wub you!” He said, taking his lunch box from my hand.
“I love too, Sweetheart,” I said, and bent down to kiss him on his head.
I watched him skip off. “Go get ‘em, baby.” I said. I opened my eyes again. I was back, this time back-stage. Justin put his arm over my shoulder.
“Mom, I don’t feel well,” he said, “I’m scared to perform. I don’t want to mess up.”
I looked up at my son. “Just look right at your fears-“
“And kick ‘em,” He said and smiled at me. “I love you, Mom” I handed him his microphone, and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.
“Love you too sweetheart,” I said.
“JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN!” the crowd cheered as my son walked on stage. He would always be my little boy, the little Justin skipping into his classroom, the one I gave up everything for, the little stranger that changed my life.
“Go get ‘em baby.”
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