i have a lot of homework, so i’ve decided to start watching a new tv series
I think my dad heard me crying cause he just cracked open my door and slid a piece of cake on the floor into my room
90,000 notes on a post i made because klaine broke up
i just opened a bottle of cock and it exploded all over me and my laptop hahahajljl4kr3kjehfd
i was eating oreos and i was dunking it in milk and the cookie broke and sunk to the bottom so now i’m just staring at the glass and wondering why bad things happen to good people
Kurt knows something is off when he gets back from class and Blaine isn’t making lunch in the kitchen like he usually does, since his class lets out half an hour earlier than Kurt’s.
Instead, Blaine’s curled up on the couch in his Nightbird costume (Kurt’s still not entirely sure why Blaine brought it to New York with him, but given the one or two times they’ve experimented with superhero roleplay in the bedroom, Kurt’s also not complaining), the cape wrapped around his shoulders while he watches Dance Moms.
“Blaine?” Kurt asks softly, dropping his bag next to the couch and sitting down next to Blaine. “Or… Nightbird?”
Blaine huffs, sinking lower on the couch and mumbling, “‘m not playing, I just— I’m doing laundry and I didn’t have anything else to wear.”