#ptstarter

I've got this idea for a White Day starter. As with the last post, I won't be getting to it until I clear my inbox.

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Can gossipers go crawl into a cave and never come out? I’ll buy their food.

Is there really any possible way to wear something for Pride that, like, isn’t the most tacky thing on the planet? I have a reputation to maintain now and I’m totally not feeling the booty shorts and rainbow tie dye all the google image searches I do keep showing.

My dads told me that Kool-Aid was invented in Nebraska in our Skype call, so here’s a fun story about Rachel Berry’s youth. Back when lemonade stands were trusting and you didn’t have to be afraid that you’d end up roofied, 10 year old me sold Lemonade flavored Kool-Aid and chocolate chip cookies in the front of our building, but only if they listened to me sing! I made about 32 dollars and put it in a jar for when I made it to New York. I used the 32 dollars on a cute pair of shoes the next week, but It’s okay because I obviously have a Broadway debut lined up. 

Things I already miss because of this tour: My bed. Casual sex. My kickboxing instructor. Getting to sleep in. My sanity. #ugh