Only on Tumblr could you find advice on being buried alive in the same post as advice on cereal dust.
"I looked across, and fell in love…"
It took one gaze…
"So you think Sherlock is going to kill Magnussen for you"
"Oh Tiger mine, I’m counting on it”
Olaf will melt when Elsa dies.
I’M SORRY, IT WAS A THOUGHT.
Well then *ahem* WHY WOULD YOU THINK SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!!!
Um, I hate to be that person but…imagine Anna singing Do You Want To Build A Snowman at Elsa’s grave.
first of all how dare you
i’m so done right now
i’d like to apologies before hand for this.
i am very sorry.