The more I think about the more I realize how amazing that episode was for us
I seriously don’t get how anyone could be unhappy with it.
It’s canon that Sam trusted Kurt enough to tell him his biggest secret, something that he hadn’t even hinted about to anyone else, he could have easily played that off, plenty of kids have jobs in high school, but no he obviously trusted him enough to not only tell him that his family wasn’t doing well, but show him the motel that his family lives in and trusted him not to tell anyone else his secret.
It’s canon that Kurt didn’t.
It’s canon that Kurt has known about Sam being poor, at the very latest, at the start of Born this Way and possibly as far back as Special Education (though personally I would say it was more around Sexy, Original Songs, or Night of Neglect).
It’s canon that there is a 50% chance that Kurt was the first person to know about this secret.
It’s canon that Kurt has been the only Glee Club member that has reached out to Sam that has not betrayed him.
It’s canon that every Glee club member with the exception of Quinn has no problem believing that Sam is gay or bisexual.
What more do you want?
This is all my fault.
I shouldn’t have let him talk me into running away. I shouldn’t have left him to fight her alone. I should have stayed. I would’ve rather died with him by my side than live without him.
I can’t anymore.
I need to get out here.
I need to run.
Because that’s all Cindy Marie Lewis knows how to do…to run…
The beginning of some serious shit.
So my former landlord called today.
He told me that not only is he keeping my entire security deposit, but that I apparently caused so much damage to the apartment that he will require additional funds to effect repairs.
This… is impossible. So I asked for specifics.
I left a stain on the stovetop.
So he is replacing the entire stove.
There were some scratches in the kitchen sink.
So he is replacing the entire sink.
Wait a minute.
THIS FUCKER IS REMODELING THE APARTMENT
AND HE WANTS ME TO PAY FOR IT
REALLY NOT OKAY.
I hung up in a daze to process this unnecessary turn of events.
First came the panic and despair.
Then came the anger.
You better brace yourself, Landlord.
You’ve never seen me angry.
You’ve never seen me when I’ve been slighted.
You don’t know that my deepest, fiercest anger is directed at people who try to take advantage of other people.
You don’t even know.
You think I’m gonna send you a check? For more money?
When this is over, you’re gonna be sending me a motherfucking check.
This is a wonderful fic
And you should all read it
the open sky (is mine tonight)
rated nc-17 - dean/castiel, dean/anna, becky/chuck, sam/ruby - supernatural fic
And Cas wants to believe that this is the way it can be.
note: 21,904 words (both parts)
So fricking good. Like oh my god good. We get this super cynical, hilarious version of Cas (it’s almost all Cas’s POV). It’s so funny. I was laughing the entire time. Oh, and Becky and Chuck are awesome in this fic. So awesome.
So a couple of months ago I was arguing with my [hardcore Twilight fan] friend about THG. She kept saying that there was no way it would ever be as big as Twilight, especially considering it was the very first movie.
Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m sure $155 million in the BO on opening weekend proved her wrong :)