When I was in the 3rd grade, I thought I was straight, because I live in a society where heterosexuality is assumed, outward characteristics are used as orientation indicators, and being queer is seen as a negative thing.
imagine going t the bank and taking it out like $100 nd theyre like “do you have any preferred method of payment” and you’re like “nah,” and they give it to you all in sacagawea coins and they counted every single one in frontt of you but instead of counting the money value they just whispered “sacagawea” every time they put one on the counter
ONE MORE DAY UNTIL THE LAST EPISODE EVER WHERE KURT AND BLAINE ARE NOT IN THE SAME STATE
Plot twist: Blaine’s paperwork got mixed up and instead of being admitted to NYADA he gets a spot at NIDA, the National Institute of Dramatic Art in Sydney, Australia, and because he’s already paid his fees, off he trots to the other side of the planet.
As someone who has attended NIDA, obligatory fucking reblog.