no regrets, just love.

So this is the wonderful world of Tumblr! Most of you probably aren't too familiar with me... I'm Blaine Anderson and I'm currently over in Westerville serving as The Warbler's lead soloist at the incredible Dalton Academy. I'm seventeen years old and also the older brother of my dear sister, Rachel. Much like my sister we share the main passion of music, though while she veers towards the classics and beauty of Broadway, my loves are often found on the top forties list. Katy Perry is truly a magnificent woman and my love for her knows no bounds. I also may have a little coffee obsession but we won't get into that. If you have any questions I encourage you all to head over to my ask and I'd be more than happy to answer them! I'm currently lucky enough to be dating the incredible Sebastian Smythe who has absolutely no problem keeping me on my toes. He's sort of amazing, really... You should go check out his page over here, I promise you won't be disappointed, I know I'm certainly not. After our Regional win, you can be sure to see the Warblers at this year's National competition, we intend on bringing home first place and you know, this year? I don't doubt it's going to happen.


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And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

Probably.

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I’ve always been a jerk. You’re just used to me being a jerk with only one car. Why would I ever want an empty garage? Sports cars are not clutter. Italy? You’re forgetting about the summer home in Paris. Oh, I never said that. Ever. I still need pictures. 

You’re not a jerk, shut up. You will be with twenty cars though. Not empty, just not fifty cars, there is a difference. I’m not forgetting the summer home in Paris, I’m just making sure you aren’t forgetting the home in Italy. You pretty much did say it. Do you really? Why when you have a perfectly good imagination?


finally-studio:

lion up.

finally-studio:

lion up.


And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

Well, you’ve always been delusional. Drive them. Show them off. Use them to fill my garage. Oh, of course. How could I ever forget about the tiger?

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…No need to do that. My imagination’s already working at full power.

Is that why I’m still with you, Babe?

Show them off, man you’re going to be a big ol jerk, aren’t you? Wouldn’t you rather have an empty garage? Who likes clutter? Don’t forget the tiger, or the mansion and house in Italy. And I guess there’s no need for a photo then, huh?


And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

Is that what the people up there are telling you? I told you not to drink the water in San Francisco, babe. Love isn’t going to pay my bills or buy me my six cars. 

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Don’t be a tease.

Nah, it’s what I knew way back in Ohio. The water is just fine, you on the other hand, not so much. I’m really worried about what UCLA is doing to you. What are you going to do with six cars, huh? Don’t forget my tiger and the mansion you’re going to buy us.

A tease would be telling you what I’m wearing and what my hands are currently doing.


And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

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If only somebody didn’t have to go to Berkeley. Two hours. A night. I bet you could make me flunk out of my classes with your distractions.

We both know Berkeley is far superior to UCLA though. That’s too bad. Flunk with love? I dunno, you’ve never complained about my distractions before.

Especially not if they involve my mouth.


And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

If only he wasn’t six hours away.

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It’s not that bad. It’s only about two hours of reading every night.

If only someone didn’t HAVE to go to UCLA. Two hours? Ugh. I bet I could make the time go faster. 


And I thought I was a tough lacrosse captain.

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

I can’t remember the last time I was this mentally and physically exhausted after a practice, but I think that’s more from the homework than the running bleachers. 

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That to me sounds like something a full body massage from your boyfriend could fix. I don’t even want to imagine what they’re putting you through homework wise. Law is pretty dry stuff so the fact you’re even hanging in there is impressive. 


TEXT TO SEBASTIAN SMYTHE.
  • SEBASTIAN: Just laying in bed with Jagger.
  • SEBASTIAN: Rachel? Irrational? Never.
  • BLAINE: It's ridiculous how often I find myself envying your dog, you know that, right?
  • BLAINE: I know, who would have thought? :|

Tumblr, we meet again!

sebastian-smoothcriminal-smythe:

Oh, shut up. I guess this thing isn’t so bad. I’d just much prefer the real you. I do, but there are new ones to be found with new material.

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I doubt it.

Make me.

And I’d much prefer you too, but considering you don’t want to deal with waterworks, or attending Berkeley, we’re shit out of luck, Babe. Ah, true. I’m sure you’ll show me them all at painfully inappropriate times when you’re hours away. 

(Source: just-blaine-and-the-pips)


TEXT TO SEBASTIAN SMYTHE.
  • SEBASTIAN: You'd think she'd learn to knock.
  • SEBASTIAN: ...I'd much prefer to /not/ be there, as fun as that sounds.
  • SEBASTIAN: I'm /sure/ you're going to forget the sister you've grown up with.
  • BLAINE: Old habits die hard, it's always been an issue.
  • BLAINE: I really can't blame you, to be honest. What are you even up to right now?
  • BLAINE: I keep trying to tell her that, she's irrational, what can I say?