torosaurus:

oh my god you don’t understand how much i want to kiss you

or watch movies with you

or fall asleep with you

or drink coffee with you

or cuddle with you

or hold your hand

or go to amusement parks with you

or watch concerts with you 

or bake with you

i want to do everything with you 

❅ send me a christmas question ❅

Gingerbread: Do you like tea?
Tinsel: What perfume/cologne do you wear?
Ribbon: What’s a book that had a strong impact on you?
Holly: Who was the last person you sent a letter to?
North Pole: What in your life are you most grateful for?
Christmas Carole: Would you change your name if you could?
Santa: What’s your favorite month?
Noell: At a movie theatre, which armrest is yours?
Rudolf: What’s a band a family member introduced you to?
Candy Cane: Can you make paper snowflakes?
Eggnog: What was the name of your first stuffed animal?
Mrs. Clause: Have you ever been on a boat in the ocean?
Ice: Would you rather be overdressed or underdressed at every party?
Hot Cocoa: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
Reindeer: What is your spirit animal?
Yule Log: Least favorite vegetable?
Stocking: What color are your socks right now?
Elf: If you had unlimited money to one shop, which shop would it be?
Wreath: Are you allergic to anything?
Cookies: Top three favorite bands?
Toys: Do you want children?
Sleigh Bells: Can you whistle?
Snowman: Do you like accents?

candlelion:

other languages are so seductive though. if we’re ever fricky fracking please just say something in another language if you know it. say something dirty in german. seduce me in french. summarize the basic plot of the wrath of khan in spanish. tell me your favorite recipe for cornbread in latin. i really do not care. anything.

^ ^ ^ ^ this

youphoric:

humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars