December 2010
22 posts
No, don’t touch my hand and call it love
What happens when I go to a Bieber concert:
Justin singing, I’m like:
Then Justin’s crew is gonna pick the OLLG, I’m like:
They pick me:
Justin sees me and he’s like:
And the end we hug:
He whisperes in my ear: “Come after the show backstage.” I’ll be like:
Then I go backstage, we fall instantly in love and our love life starts!
just believe: 21 things about my belieber's life →
sevenlettersthreewords:
1 - I never had an idol, never admired a person before, never loved someone so much that I never saw in my life, but in June 2009 that changed. yeaah the BIEBER FEVER GOT ME.
2 - My big dream is to see, touch, and talk to Justin Bieber, to be able to say things to him that I kept for…