sO my friend’s dog died and she lives in new york city and so she had to take it to the vet by the subway and she put the dead dog in the suitcase on the subway and it was a pretty big dog and some dude saw that she was struggling with the suitcase so he asked if she needed help with it and he said do you mind me asking what’s in it and she didnt want to say a dead dog so shE SAID IT WAS A BUNCH OF LAPTOPS SO HE TOOK THE SUITCASE AND RAN AND I JUST
do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
how weird is it to have pets though like a random animal just lives in your house and you can’t communicate with it but you both just accept it
Oh man so yesterday after my AP English exam I actually went to 6th period which was just English anyway and we were trying to decide what to watch on Netflix and nobody was making suggestions so I finally just went up to the computer and put on Sherlock and we watched A Study in Pink
Takes place immediately after 4x22 ends. Blaine makes a proposal, but not the one we’re all thinking of.
“Kurt, do you mind— can I talk to you for a minute? In the hallway?”
Kurt turns slowly, his eyebrows furrowing a little in concern. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, I just— I want to tell you something before I forget. It’s kind of important,” Blaine adds with a nervous laugh, and he closes his fist tight around the box as they walk out into the hallway together, not stopping until Blaine reaches their spot at the end of the hallway, by the display case and the doors.
“What’s going on?” Kurt asks gently, and Blaine sucks in a shaky breath, holding the box between them and watching Kurt’s eyes widen when he sees it. “Blaine?” he asks, his voice high.