just assume i'm drunk.
[this is not a safe space]
ashleigh of a lot of feelings, mostly negative. [only positive concerning lea michele's everything and naya rivera's derp.]
if you are under the age of majority in your jurisdiction, let's be real, there's not much i can do about it. but you shouldn't be here.
creeps creeping
ao3 / tumblr fic / ficlets / gifs
jakeverse / me
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#but the gold star makes me think of pezberry rooming together in new york #and rachels dads keep sending her congratulatory balloon bouquets for every little thing #(like oh you started a new class! oh you went to an audition! oh you ate lunch!) #and santana just comes home from the late shift at the coffee house and walks into them every fucking time
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#maybe it’s cuz she had to wear her fucking CHEERIOS UNIFORM to Chicago
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