#guglee

Daisy... did not like this assignment. There had been a few through the years that she wasn’t a fan of and turned out, serious introspection involving figuring out what she didn’t like about herself, wasn’t her thing. So after spending pretty much all of Monday over thinking it, she found what she thought was the perfect song... but didn’t have the shirt. 

It couldn’t matter that much, right?

Tuesday after school, she got up in front of the Glee Club and started singing. 

It was a song she’d wanted to do for a while and she knew it fit her pretty well, there was a lot going on in her, and she liked herself for that. To her, the song fit her perfectly. It just... didn’t feel perfectly true to the theme, but it was as deep as she was willing to get with herself. 

“I’m a multifaceted person, I mean, we’re in high school, we’re all changing all the time, you know? We’re not necessarily going to be who we are today... tomorrow eve, let alone in a few years.” She explained, her eyes flicking back and forth between Ms. Puckerman and the other students. 

Landon slips off his Julien’s jacket, revealing his shirt that says “GAY”

I’m sure it’s not surprising I chose this for my shirt. I mean, it’s been known since I was a sophomore. And everyone is pretty accepting now, but they always weren’t. And they’re not going to always be. When I first came out, I was... scared. I’ve seen what happened, I’ve heard the stories about what happened to people when they came out. I was lucky enough that my friends and family accepted me. Some people didn’t; people at school still don’t. People in town still don’t. I get insults and looks and rude gestures thrown my way. I get told to keep it to myself, that my band would suffer if people knew. People would not want to listen to a band that had someone gay in it. That I was ruining it for my friends. It took me so long to properly accept myself because of that. Sometimes I still feel like, when we start this tour, that maybe I shouldn’t announce it as much, that me and Julien should keep our relationship under wraps in fear of it ruining whatever chance we have of making it. But then I think, I don’t give a shit what others think. Some boys got a boyfriend. 

tori takes off a leather jacket to reveal that her shirt says: “FAT”

“when i’m actually left speechless for the first time in my life...but uh, this is usually the part where i make some joke about how i’m always compared to amy schumer and it doesn’t bother me because at least i have an ass but like...if i’m real, half of the shit i say is just bullshit like...i do feel bad about looking like this half of the time and like it’s not cute and even after singing that sappy song and making my bio mom cry like i still stood on that stage on saturday waiting for a bucket of blood to fall from the ceiling and soak me and kill landon but...hey...first of all like, fuck the media because i swear i feel this way because of shit like instagram and tv and all that shit...but also like fuck every person who has made me feel fat...like even if it’s true it’s not something you call out like it’s none of your fucking business, dude. anyway, yeah, this song slaps so.”

gretchen takes her flannel shirt off to reveal that her shirt says “STUPID”.

“i don’t have a lot to say...other than my entire life...i’ve struggled with everything. school...social stuff...everything. i have a learning disability...depression...and anxiety...and i guess with the way it absolutely fucks up my brain it makes me stupid...and i can’t do anything about it. i’ve been medicated for years and while i can focus better and i might feel happy on a more regular basis...it doesn’t make me any smarter...or so i thought. i’ve done pretty well in school this semester and i now have a consistent friend group...and until saturday, i was with someone that i thought truly loved me and cared about me...but i guess you can’t really change biology, huh? i guess those girls on the cheer squad with me were right. i’m destined to struggle through the rest of my life. i really haven’t felt this stupid in a while and honestly, it just makes me sad...but i know deep, deep down in the pits of my heart...i’m not the one that should be sad.”

this was from friday but i suck ass