Yes, I slept with Puck recently. But that’s all I’m going to tell you.
Believe what you want. I know what happened.
I’ve dated a couple, yeah. The oldest was 40, but that was my Skank phase. And I did date my 35 year old professor. It’s never been serious though, and I didn’t really sleep with them.
Maybe. But not really in my life. I mean, I definitely wouldn’t text and drive. I’d like to have been nicer to Dave, because he didn’t deserve to feel like that. But I think I’m pretty okay with where I am right now.
I miss a lot of things about the Glee club, but mostly I miss the community. We were a group of people who you wouldn’t have expected to come together. Head cheerios and jocks, singing with Artie and Kurt and Rachel, people who weren’t popular. We broke social norms in Glee, and were closer than any other group, I think.
I’m sorry, I guess. It takes me a while to open up to people. I’ve been hurt a lot.
I don’t think I’m amazing, and I’m not sure where you get that idea from, but I have never thought highly of myself.
Besides why would I hold back or pretend that I think everyone is smart and always makes the right choice? Sometimes when I have an opinion I’m less than nice about it, but it’s usually in what I believe is that person’s best interest. I’m not a bitch just for the sake of being a bitch.
It was high school, everyone experiments and tries to find who they are. I’m not sorry.
Sure. I’m going to a great school, I have great friends, I have nothing to be sad about, really.