I love GLEE and everything Brittana. I love Star Wars and I so desperately want to partake in a lightsaber fight. I'm a drummer. I sing and dance when no one's listening.
Get to know me and I might just become your best friend. =)
brittana-till-canon-and-beyond:
it even hurts when you just hear them talking
STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
WHYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!
The Rivera Siblings
“Rollin with the Riveras” <- I want this to be a TV show. Please?
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Heather Morris, June 16, 2011, Rutherford, NJ.
yep. she’s trying to kill us.
Oh my fucking gosh
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If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.
#Brittany trusts that Santana will come back to her #She sees the big picture and in her big picture she and Santana end up together #with everything they ever wanted #That’s why Brittany is okay with sending Santana on ahead of her for the time being—because #she knows that she and Santana care enough to find a way back to each other whenever they part #They’ve never given up on one another before even when things were so awful for so long for them #They’ll come back to each other someday #It takes a while for Santana to understand that because she’s always been an in-the-moment #kind of person #It’s hard for her to look beyond her present condition and imagine a future—and especially a future with good things in it #That’s what Brittany helps Santana to see in 4x13: that they’re an inevitability #and that it’s okay for Santana to go off and live her dreams in the meanwhile#Brittany is still hers—proudly so #In the end it will be them because that’s how it’s meant to be
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Dancing On My Own
Brittany Pierce / Heather Morris
I’m crying in a corner excuse me ….
bawling like a baby
Idec that I reblogged it literally two seconds ago, rebloggin it agan!
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Dancing On My Own - Glee Cast
ASFGHJKL HELP!!!!!
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I would dial the numbers
Just to listen to your breath
I would stand inside my hell
And hold the hand of death
You don’t know how far I’d go
To ease this precious ache
You don’t know how much I’d give
Or how much I can take
Just to reach you
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