( mssg » blaine | sent ) I think so, too. ( mssg » blaine | sent ) I guess desperate times do call for desperate measures. Plus there’s definitely always going to be room for dessert. And pretty much anything Italian. ( mssg » blaine | sent ) Things… definitely aren’t improving. Mr. Schue’s been trying to distract us with our glee club assignment but– ( mssg » blaine | sent ) I guess you could say I have yet to experience a day when I’m not consistently shoved against my own locker.
( mssg » kurt | sent ) I’m so sorry that keeps happening to you. You are such a good person. You don’t deserve any of that. ( mssg » kurt | sent ) Have you thought over what you and I talked about? Do you think confronting him head on would work? I’m not pressuring you into that. Please, don’t think I am. God knows I have no room to talk. But you can’t keep going through each day being hurt the way you are now.
( mssg » kurt | sent ) We’ll figure something out, okay? Just know that I’m here for you and I’ll do whatever I can to help you through this. I promise.
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