Fucking goddamn Kings and Queens 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖😩👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑👑😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗😩😩💗💗💗💗💗💗


Okay this is the most important thing I dug out from my senior year of high school (im a sophomore in college now)

But in my senior year of high school I decided I would run for prom king in my super catholic high school were EVERYONE pretty much knew I was a giant flaming lesbian.

And I wrote a fucking ESSAY that I gave to the student activity director (also my history teacher) and my English teacher

Who probably showed my essay to the rest of faculty

And just look at my fucking campaign it’s golden

Prom Night || Closed RP



Although the two were best friends, Anna couldn’t deny the fact that she had some sort of feelings for Kristoff. It was prom night, and since Anna and Kristoff couldn’t seem to find anyone else to go with, they’d decided to go together— as friends, of course. 

Anna had spent the entire evening attempting to look her best. Her sister had helped her pick out a dress; a long, flowing pink gown that looked absolutely amazing on her, or so Elsa tried to convince her. Normally, her hair was in two long braids, but for the occasion, she’d taken out her braids, curling her long hair and letting it drape over her shoulders. Once she was finally finished with getting herself made up, she put on a pair of nice heels that Elsa had bought her, trying her hardest not to slip and fall down the stairs as she came down them. She almost did, a few times, but she’d made it down. Anna fetched her phone out of her purse, texting Kristoff very quickly. 

▍ iMessage ;; ID: Kristoffer♡  ▍ you almost here? im dying of boredom waiting for you. :P