Watching
Glee makes me miss this. It makes me forget about the 5:00 AM bus rides, the endless repetitions of an 8-count at practice, and forever poking myself in the eye with my mascara brush.
The lights and the energy coursing through the stage were worth it.
I have a big forehead.
2 comments:
You don't even look like yourself.
Come to Chicago.
I haven't seen Glee Season 2 yet and have already over-obsessed on the music for it.
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