Hayley Williams attends the Alternative Press Music Awards at Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum in Cleveland, OH on July 21, 2014.

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Anonymous asked: NICK AND HOPE RELATIONSHIP VIDEOOOOOO

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Our emotions were all originally meant for good. In other words, God has a will for your emotions. Anger was meant to fight injustice and oppression. The sex drive was meant for the singular committed passion of a spouse. Jealousy was meant for the protection of our loved ones, to be jealous for their growth and maturity. It’s only when emotions are inordinately exaggerated that they become destructive.

So if you must be jealous, then be jealous for your friend and not of them. It’s not easy to do this. Any emotion is capable of turning ugly. But emotions are also capable of motivating the most beautiful of actions when they’re guided by the divine hand of God. They’re not the main reason we do anything, but as the fuel: they work great.

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shattermybones:

I’d wear the shit out of this.

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Anonymous asked: no really. you and nick. q&a video.

haha, I mean. We could. I could probably get him to do it. IF we did it, I’d have to just pick like 10 questions max to keep it like an okay length, if we would even get questions. 

I feel weird. 

haha.

Title: Endless Ocean Artist: Jonathan David Helser 323 plays

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Artist: Jonathan David Helser

Album: Endless Ocean - Single

Song: Endless Ocean

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Falling in love is not the only adventure worthy of a young woman.

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Anonymous asked: you and nick should do a like. relationship q&a. for a good boyfriend/girlfriend healthy relationship perspective.

lol…… are…are you serious?

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My dad is from Detroit, so that’s something to smile about!

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And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.

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