Oh Cheesus Naya! Rip out my heart and stomp on it in stilletos why don’t you?! Just look at her. LOOK AT HER GODDAMN FACE. Glee club is the best part of her day, but you know what? If they don’t want her there, then fine. Whatever. She’s used to it. Nobody really wants her around anyway except for Britt. Maybe Quinn’s right—maybe she needs to find somebody else to accept her because glee club is a club; it isn’t a family. She won’t give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry, though. Santana won’t break down, not in front of these fuckers… Maybe in the bathroom later… Maybe with Britt. Why bother taking off your armor when you’re only going to get hurt?
Oh, Santana.
Baby girl.
… my heart.
(via germangleek)
