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Do you wanna know how I picture the end of my life? Just like in The Notebook. I’m sitting in a nursing home, talking endlessly about my high school sweetheart, my first love, going on and on about every little detail, as if they matter. Only, in my version, he’s there with me.
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That fucking mirror shows exactly what I wanted from Glee’s finale.
Tumblr is the reason I like Glee at all.
I LOVE YOU MIRROR
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