blaine didnt even tell their family they were going out they just booked it out of the house and down thes treet
spader, not having a great night: it’s not FAIR-- why aren’t you HERE...
blaine: five minutes.
spader: w- what?
blaine: it takes me five minutes to run to your house. five minutes.
spader: yeah im calm now you didnt have to do that
spader, building up a fire for them cuz they ran here in the middle of the night and are covered in mud: don’t you live like. ten minutes away
blaine: I Ran
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okay ate br/unch (made eggs but have no bread. bad texture breakfast. but i did eat.) then washed about half the dishes (go me) now getting ready for appointment (anxious, so anxious) but hopefully it will be short and thankfully it is online. im like hyper aware of how messy the house is rn and am trying not to have a panic attack over 1. the amt of things I have and the amt of space my things take up in thr house, and 2. literally just like.. the future
but my roommate will be gone all wk which im pretty jazzed about. hoping to get some cleaning/organizing and general me-time movie watching in.. which will be good.
ohmygod the anxiety just will NOT settle down. i feel it so high in my chest. make it stoooopppppp
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you’re fucking joking RIBBH ends with a cryptic old man from the main protagonists’ father’s past whose name starts with a B telling the protagonist that family isn’t defined by blood but by choice and is meant to be complicated. You’re fucking joking. do you want me to kill myself
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