I’m Literally A Delight

touching her, you wonder how she holds all of midday sunshine in her skin, how light touches her like she's something made for it, like she's something high and empyreal like an aureate glow bouncing off the cloudscapes she dreams of. she speaks of the cottoned sky like a homesick child, and it is in that I find kinship. her eyes shine like that cottoned sky put through a spinning prism. she's held me since first knowing her, with a thousand apologies already in her comfort, yet before I'd even spoke aloud what ailed me. It's strange to wonder if she sees me -- pale, sorry me, lost and absent in the sea -- from her warm dream. I hope to be a part of that warm dream.

am i allowed to call you candleboy

sure! I love nicknames :>

I want to frolic in the rain

e EXHARA ousc thur cu'wa hadejassssss~~~ HARA'ARHE E GOE ENSA E iteo e ko'ex ou thur chuv HARA'ARHE e arhe hadejass. Hara'arhe cu

he's saying weird things to me in his language, I need to know GDJDHDJDHDJ

i apologise i wasnt aware of this. candlegirl. sorry. hi hi :> let me try again hi :3 Hi :3 ignore the other ask hi :3 you are so cool always ^_^ hi

HI HELLO (^▽^) THANK YOU, I always thought YOU were cool but I'm too scared to approach gskshdjdhdjd

I need to recreate the Tangled festival dance scene with someone, NOW

My goal in life is to wear a ball gown. PLEASE

Tis the iris

hello good sir, how do you do?

Good! Which one of the hooligans are you

I love the whooole world 🥰🥰🥰🩵🩵🩵🩵

I'm salivating, my mood hasn't changed from last night ahhdgdhdgdhdgshd