Jun 23, 2013
// WAT
WHERE DID FROSTBITTESHADOW GO
WHY DOES SHE ALWAYS LEAAAVE -weeps-
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Jamaica
seen from United States
seen from Tunisia
seen from United States
seen from Sweden
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seen from Indonesia
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
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seen from Canada
// WAT
WHERE DID FROSTBITTESHADOW GO
WHY DOES SHE ALWAYS LEAAAVE -weeps-
note and too late
Put note in my ask and I’ll have my character write you a note revealing their true feelings for your character.
Dearest FabDad,
First of all I cannot believe I am doing this. Wouldn’t it be simpler to just tell you face-to-face? This wastes so much time - writing. I could resurrect an entire snow day in the time it will take to write everything. But I’ll quick complaining and just do it.
Thank you. Thank you for all you’ve done, for accepting as a family member when nobody else would. It really means a lot, you know? And I know you’ve had your fair share of misfortune as well, and for that I am sorry. But hey - you’ll always be stuck with me right? We can be popsicles together!
Although I may not show it, know that I do love you, titmanness and all. I’m so glad you decided to spy on me all that time ago, sure it’s creepy but had you not we wouldn’t have met, and I definitely don’t want that.. yeah this is getting rambley.
In short, even though you’ve loved and lost before, I will always be here, and when that occasional snowflake blows your way, know you’ll be in my thoughts.
~Frosty.
//Too late.. you evil creature.//
Put Too Late in my inbox for a suicide note from my muse.
Loki,
Please do not assume that it was anything you did wrong.. Know that it isn’t. I promise you. I am sorry that you have to read this.. to see it. I am sorry for you, but I am not sorry for myself.
It would be easier if you just forgot about me - I ask that you do. Don’t mourn, for that’s no fun. Instead, let my memory live on in your happiness - all I ever wanted was for you to be happy. To make you happy.
I’m sorry, I pray that you’ll forgive me.
Farewell, Jack.
OH BITCH YOU WANNA GO. I MAY BE A FUCKING HEYENA BUT MY WINE RACK IS BETTER THAN YOURS.
I HOPE THEY CANCEL OPRAH
In that case I hope they cancel desperate house wives.
Not saying that you are one, of course.
I HOPE YOU GO BALD
Are you threatening my silver flowing locks?
I SHANT ITS CHRISTMAS
YOU WOULD KNOW REINDEER GAMES.
LOOK AT MY ASS LOOK AT MY THIGHS
LOKI GO AWAY
// that moment where you go to respond to someone, and the bitch you're going to respond to calls you right as you begin typing. //