ooc;
I’ll definitely be on more now. But for a while it’ll be mostly on and off. My app didn’t get accepted so I promo-ing for my own Faberry 1x1 because I’m a dork and dropped out of all my RPs except this one.
I have to go to sleep before I have an anxiety attack. I’m too hard on myself. I’m going to eat myself into a stupor.
I see no reason why you wouldn’t :)
Because I forgot the second f in off. * le feels ashamed*
I knew there was a perfectly good reason as to why I loved Patrick. He’s always secretly been a genius.
(Source: groundchele)
Do you guys think I’ll get accepted? O.O I hope soooooo!
Her head was spinning out of control. Bound to fall right of her shoulders in any second. Deep breaths and singing weren’t going to help let go of all the endless confusion. First the run in with Quinn in the bathroom, her acceptance to NYADA, and now Finn.
Fucking Finn.
Oh god, it’s gotten bad, Rachel had resorted to profanity. Even if it was in the privacy of her own out of control mind.
When that train took off, towards her dreams, towards everything she’d ever wanted. There was but one person that she couldn’t help but think of. Quinn. They’d both been through so much in their friendship. An insane amount of obstacles. But somehow they managed. They broke through the pregnancy, the boy troubles, and just high school all together. Rachel and Quinn went from a relationship of utter hatred, or jealousy, or whatever it had been. To one of nothing but care and love. And now they were both off to do amazing things.
And honestly, Finn was somewhere in her head too. Buried deep down inside, so far down in fact; that when she closed her eyes all she could see was the gorgeous blonde that had plagued her mind for as long as she remembered. It made Rachel wonder why she agreed to marry Finn in the first place.
Denial maybe. Not wanting to face the fact that she really did have feelings for Quinn.
Rachel tried to fall asleep, just for a little while, just to not think for at least a few hours. She slipped her ear buds in and closed her eyes.
And then, that damn song came on. I feel pretty unpretty. And of course she could only hear Quinn’s voice throughout the entire song. Rachel pulled her phone out of her pocket and typed something out.
Text from Rachel: I need you to call me tonight. We need to arrange some kind of meeting. It’s important.
Happiest guy alive.
Finchel is over, Faberry is obviously endgame, and PLL starts in 2 weeks.
ooc; I felt all of my manliness slip away when I cried during this. Faberry, best otp ever.
I think I might be going deaf…l
I blame you for that.I don’t know, I think there isn’t.What can I say, I’m feeling mushy today. And I miss cuddling with you.You’re cute, there’s more to life than cuddling.
You’re such a softie it’s insane.
