“What do you mean you’re not coming?”
“Blaine, I’m sorry, I sent someone else to show you the place.”
“But you’re my realtor, Rachel! You’re the one who’s been working with me for over seven months to find a place.”
“I know, Blaine. You know how it is. But don’t worry, the person I’m sending you knows what he’s doing, I’ve given him all the information he needs.”
“Is he a newbie?”
“…Maybe.”
“Rachel!”
“He’s very cute and his powers of persuasion beat mine.”
I was imagining what the The Great Gatsby fandom looks like and I was like, I bet there are those Daisy/Gatsby shippers who have the tag “otp: the green light” but then they always fight with the Gatsby stans who think he was too good for Daisy. And there is the “lol D aisy” tag. Then there are the Gatsby/Nick shippers who are the seal screaming “gaaaaaaay!” whenever a Daisy/Gatsby shipper or Jordan/Nick shipper says anything to convince them that Gatsby and Nick aren’t gay for each other.
Then Tom is sitting all alone because no one ships him with anyone but a slap in the face.
….. I think I love you.
Just kidding, I definitely love you.
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A Study in Ehehehehe | The Full Body Flailing Edition
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Second time reblogging this.
There’s just something about their voices that keeps making me hit the replay button.
I bet you’ll see them in the future.
New obsession.
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A Church posts a billboard apology to North Carolinians for “judgmental, deceptive, manipulative actions” done against the LGBT community with the passage of Amendment One.
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“I know for sure when I look into the future I will look back on these times and say, man those were the golden days. There is nowhere I’d rather be than chillin’ on Glee, and I wanna thank you for making me part of this family.”
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I think I’m in a permanent state of Kurtdown.
Boy - Little Numbers (Live) (by FaceCulture)
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