The only show that disappoints me more than Glee is American Idol.

(Source: merestepien, via meresaurus)
Well if we’re going there, then fine. You fucking knew that I was still hurting from whatever happened between Brian and I. You knew, and you went straight out and flirted with him in front of my face. My bed is next to his, did you know that? I can HEAR you guys being “cutesie” together and quite frankly, I’m about to barf. So thanks for that, Darren. Thanks for caring about how I feel.
Just for the record…it wasn’t in front of your face. There was a curtain there. Not my fault you don’t know how to use headphone and block shit out. I’m sorry that you’re hurting over Brian being gay and happy now. I’m sorry that I suck as a person for going after someone I want to be with. I’m sorry that I actually did think about your feelings and left for a bit. But you know what? I cant always think about others, Devin. What am I suppose to do? Just not date Brian? Just pretend to be all rainbows and sunshine? Nah, sorry. I’m not like that. Thanks for not being selfish.
Oh my FUCKING god, if one more person accuses me of being mad at him because he’s gay, I’m going to rip their head off. You’re just as selfish as I am. You could have waited just a couple more weeks to do all of this. Your timing is really just impeccable.
How long were we supposed to wait, Devin? Should we break up until we get your approval? I don’t understand. If you honestly feel troubled by this, then we’ll wait. But what are we waiting for?

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good point
when should the tour end
should we keep it going as long as they do?
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wait
okay
if brosenthal and jaime switch, jaime and devin would be on the same bus, and jaime and dylan would be separate.
If you have bus change requests, I’d be more than happy to comply.

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//i’m making devin make this a way bigger deal than it actually is okay because i said so
//actually drama really isn’t a big part of this RP so that’s unacceptable.
we’re all such calm rational people
can’t you tell