ALL HAIL QUEEN FROSTINE.
OH MY GOD I AM A QUEEN.
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ALL HAIL QUEEN FROSTINE.
OH MY GOD I AM A QUEEN.
Next time we see each other I shall give you a copy of my collection of gifs. Because you need more.
I WANT ALL THE THINGS, LINDSAY.
Yvaine's dress? On top of three jobs? And all of the other shit going on in your life? Jesus Christ, who are you, Chris Colfer?
MAYBE HE IS MY YOUNGER BROTHER, SEPARATED AT BIRTH.
I did tell my parents when I was about three and a half that I wanted a baby brother. Or a puppy. I tell Lindsay she was my third choice.
(Sorry, Lindsay.)
After a good cry, a long talk with P, and a nice shower, I'm burrowing under the covers with a chocolate milkshake and bawling (in a good way) at all the sweet encouragements people have sent me. I feel sort of like an ass for losing it on Tumblr (agaaaaain), but I deeply appreciate you guys being nice to me anyways.
And in the meantime, I am going to drink my milkshake and watch the Harry Potter movie my friends and I made eons ago, and see if I can drabble around a little bit.