Blaine Anderson

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                  give me a name for drunken rambling

                      “How do you even- Killer’s. Blaine’s like sunshine wrapped in SEX. I got like. Zero chance

── I COULD FUCK ANYONE I WANT

── but I got like, zero, like subzero without his mask of a chance with him. Be my guest. You can try if you want. But ‘less you got a lady face 

── you kinda do, lil bit 

── he ain’t gonna be interested. Even if he WAS, he’s like, so damn gay. Like he’s fucking the major of gay town. No way he’d go for me. So freaking pretty, though. Could literally make a honeycomb in those eyes. Better not tho. They’d get stuck in his hair. Bet they look fantastic when he’s cumming. His eyes. Not bees. Do bees even like fuck, or they just sprout out of honey? Such a fucking sex God. I’d be the nicest fucking stepford husband if he’d just

── kinda blew it tho. Guess it’s not appropriate to offer blowjob as reparation for almost blinding someone.”

♫ + seb

SEND ME A ♫ + A CHARACTER/SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU THREE SONGS I’D PUT ON THEIR PLAYLIST.
♫ – Sebastian (not necessarily shippy, just songs that make me think of Seb.) @notacrabbastian

    ♫  Start bending me, it’s never enough
   As I feel all your pieces
   Start bending me, keep bending me
   Oh, until I’m completely broken in

   Shouldn’t be so complicated
   Just touch me and then
   Oh, just touch me again

       Bent – Matchbox 20
 

  ♫  Where are you going
  Where do you go?
  Are you looking for answers
  To questions under the stars?

  Well, if along the way you are growing weary,
  You can rest with me until a brighter day
  And you’re okay

     

Where Are You Going – Dave Matthews Band

 ♫   I am covered in skin
 No one gets to come in
 Pull me out from inside
 I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
 I am colorblind

     Colorblind – Counting Crows