i swear taylor swift dated more guys then i have followers on tumblr
i feel sorry your follower count is so low maybe it’s all the slut shaming :(
logging onto tumblr
Quinn Fabray trying not to cry in front of Rachel Berry.
When you were singing that song, you were singing it to Finn and only Finn, right?
She didn’t say ‘yes’. God, she didn’t say ‘yes’, not really.
Graduation’s around the corner. Years of almost-friendship-and-maybe-something-more are on the line. Were the actions on your part, motivated by silent atonement, enough? Is she starting to see? Should you have been louder? Could you have been louder?
Could she possibly realize, before the parting of the ways, that she means more than anything to you? More than Yale and dreams of prom queen and even train passes and a gardenia that was too good to be true?
You asked her point-blank, threw your Hail Mary toss, and maybe she’s given you something to hold on to—but is it just a straw to grasp for the next three years?
Don’t hold your breath, Quinn, baby; don’t hold your breath for the perfect ending.
If she doesn’t see it now, it’ll be too late by the time she does.