Are we all crying together on this warm Tuesday night in June
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Are we all crying together on this warm Tuesday night in June
gay dogs at pride parades being gay 🌈
i saw a rainbow and i got carried away
i’m always a slut for a christmas au
“i know we hate each other but it’s christmas eve and your flight was cancelled please come inside”
“i got you for secret santa so i got you this really expensive but sentimental gift that you’ve always wanted, hoping you’ll never find out it’s from me - and that i’ve been in love with you 1234567 years” SNOWBALL FIGHTS
“hi we’re neighbours and omg are you alright i could smell cooking burning - whoaaa now that’s just embarrassing? step aside i’ll handle this”
person a seducing person b into taking a few steps back/backing them against the wall (”oh look, how did that mistletoe get right there????”)
“you’re in the hospital for the holidays so i came in while you were sleeping to decorate your room i love you merry christmas”
“YES I BOOBY TRAPPED THE PRESENTS BECAUSE YOU DO THIS EVERY FUCKING YEAR”
“i live below you and i was minding my own business watching the snowfall out the window WHEN I SAW A BODY FALL ARE YOU REALLY PUTTING UP CHRISTMAS LIGHTS NOW”
I KNITTED YOU A JUMPER
MY MOM KNITTED YOU A JUMPER
“we’re strictly ‘platonic’ but we’re snowed in omg we’re gonna have to repopulate the earth”
“i slipped on ice outside your house and you ran out barefoot to help me quick let’s get inside under a blanket”
“’it’s a wonderful life’ aww it sounds so cute babe sure we can watch it! *30 mins later* “YOU MONSTER”
“we were playing in the snow and you suddenly tackled me to the ground and now…we’re just…staring… at each other…”
“YOU DON’T LIKE MARSHMALLOWS IN YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE? WHY DO YOU HATE LOVE”
TREE DECORATING (bonus points if one of them is doing it completely wrong omg why am i in love with you)
“we took our kids to santa’s workshop and they both wished we would get together” FRIENDS AU - “our christmas party turned into a tropical theme because the radiator is broken and it’s hotter than hell in here - damn you look good without a shirt i never noticed before asgdhfjgkhl”
“we’re co workers who hate each other but you had too much to drink at the staff christmas party and admitted your love for me i don’t know how to act around you now”
DRUNKEN CAROLLING (”that’s not a thing” “oh yes it is”)
TEACH ME HOW TO SKI (lol jk i know how you’re just so fucking cute)
“there’s a storm and omg i’m losing signal are you okay?? hold on let me drive 489432 miles to get you the night before christmas”
PULLING YOU IN FOR A KISS WITH A SCARF
“i did that annoying thing where i put loads of smaller boxes inside one big box and you’re getting really mad but you don’t know that the ring is in the smallest box and i can’t wait to see your face”
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i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself
I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
Vincent Van Gogh (via artimportant)
tfw when you’re out for a friend’s birthday and almost crying in the toilets because someone wrote a beautiful review of your writing:
https://labookdreamer.wordpress.com/2017/11/11/never-letting-go-of-do-what-you-gotta-do/
i legit don’t know what to say about it other than i am on the verge of tears oh my goodness
my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.
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