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Airplane chips
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hey gurl
hey gurl hey
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como estas hoje? ;)
niiiice. tired.
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Oh okay.
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PLEASE DON'T FOLLOW THIS BLOG, I'M AT GAYFOFABRAY.TUMBLR.COM NOW
fangirling, downloads, and cute stuff
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Hey Guys
I'm not really using this blog anymore, so, if you'd like to continue following me I'm at:
gayfofabray.tumblr.com
It's still a personal blog, though I also post downloads to movies and shows and stuff...
Hope to see you there ;)
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Ashley also said that on tour during Jessies Girl, the ladies would take turns in the spotlight and perform a dance for the other ladies. She said that of course Lea won.
From the Q&A Session at Gleek-On in Australia
Source Natsky88
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Roville-Sur-Mer (first encounters)
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There’s nothing that grants equal level of inner peace and calmness than a lazy walk at the beach as sun sets. Rachel Berry could witness to that; ever since she had moved to Roville-Sur-Mer it had become first an experience, then a habit, then an addiction of hers.
The beach was practically empty after six, so it was the perfect time to walk around without being disturbed, taking the time to think or not think at all, playing with the local dogs that seemed to find such enjoyment in being there at that time as Rachel herself…
That afternoon, after realizing that the dogs had found a new friend to play with – a beautiful blonde girl who was sitting on the sand with a sandwich – (and, oh, the anger, she would never trust dogs again!), Rachel had taken the time to call to her dads who were always restless even when she stepped out of the house, and basically had an heart attack when she had announced them that she was going to move to the South of France. There she was, absent-mindedly drawing circles on the warm water of the see when, by the corner of her eye she saw the blonde woman presenting her ex-friends with a piece of her sandwich.
Uh-huh. Rookie mistake. Just like expected, the dog fight for the piece of sandwich began. The blonde girl, completed overwhelmed by what she had created, could do nothing but to try to soothe the dogs, but the stubborn animals weren’t listening to her.
Out of impulse, Rachel ran over to help the stunned girl, after all, betrayal aside, these were her friends and she knew how to reason with them. There was magic in her soothing hands, warmness in her voice that they could not ignore and, in just a moment, all dogs were sorted out and calmed down, leaving a terrier thoughtfully licking his leg.
Exhaling in relief, Rachel straightened herself up, brushing out her bangs out of her forehead.  She braced herself with that painful look of an American trying to speak a language other than her own. “J’espère…” having swallowed once or twice to buy herself some time. “J’espère que vous n’êtes pas-“ oh damn it, what’s the word? “blessée?”
“Blessée?” the blonde repeated, confused hazel eyes widening in panic just by thinking of going through the journey of a foreign tongue.
“Yes, blessée. Wounded. Bitten. Hurt. God, how do I say that?-“ Rachel took a deep breath.
“Oh, bitten” the girl finally understood. “No, thank you so much, I’m pretty sure you’ve just saved my life” she added with a charming smile and a stretched hand. “Quinn Fabray.”
“Oh, Lord. You speak English!” Rachel tried to contain her excitement as she shook Quinn’s hand vigorously. It had been a while since she had managed a conversation face-to-face with someone. “Rachel Berry.”
“Say, Rachel, are you hungry? I need to reward you for your bravery”.
“Are you sure we’ve never met before? Because that’s pretty much the way I like to be rewarded” Rachel joked, smiling her little wider as the blonde did the same. It was infectious.
“Maybe in another world” Quinn said uncommittedly.
                                                PG Woodehouse's  "the Adventures of Sally", Faberry Style 
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gleechele:
I’M TELLING YOU GUYS
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wewantfaberry:
I Feel Pretty / Unpretty (Quinn/Rachel duet)
Buy this on iTunes - April 26th
Mission ImPossible
credits to
sneakygays - her idea
ledashann   - cover art
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lellolamb:
You can buy your hair if it won’t grow You can fix your nose if he says so You can buy all the make up That M.A.C. can make But if you can’t look inside you Find out who am I too Be in the position to make me feel So damn unpretty
I feel pretty but unpretty
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“You don’t belong here, Rachel.”
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bernybop:
OKAY LAST ONE FOR TONIGHT. OFF TO THE U S OF A TOMORROW. NIGHT EVERYONE <3
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 “Even if I had a really good figure, I don’t think I’d get my tits and ass out for no one,” the singer explains. “I love seeing Lady Gaga‘s boobs and bum. I love seeing Katy Perry‘s boobs and bum. Love it. But that’s not what my music is about. I don’t make music for eyes. I make music for ears.”
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