Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me
I wanna be dirty
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
Creature of the night

— Touch A Touch A Touch A Touch Me

I used to go for a ride with a chick who’d go
And listen to the music on the radio
A saxophone was blowing on a rock’n’roll show
And you climbed in the back and you really had a good time

— Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?

Emma: There is a boy in that Glee club that might lose his father. How could you get in the way when the only thing anyybody is trying to do is give that poor child just a little bit of comfort? What happened to you, Sue? Please tell me what horrible, horrible thing happened to you that made you such a miserable tyrant?
Sue: Have a seat. Since I was a little girl I had exactly one hero, my big sister. You know how much I worshiped her? She was the sun and the moon to me. And while I was still very young I noticed that other people didn’t feel the way I did. People were rude to her, they were cruel, they laughed at her. And so I began to pray, I prayed every night for her to get better and nothing changed. So I prayed harder and after a while I realized it wasn’t that I wasn’t praying hard enough, it’s that no one was listening. Asking someone to believe in a fantasy, however comforting isn’t a moral thing to do, it’s cruel.
Emma: Don’t you think that’s just a little bit arrogant?
Sue: It’s as arrogant as telling someone how to believe in God, and if they don’t accept it no matter how openhearted or honest their decent, they`re going to hell? Well, that doesn’t sound very Christian, does it?
Emma: Well, if that’s what you believe that’s fine. But please keep it to yourself.
Sue: Well, as long as you do the same. That kid could lose his father at any moment, you should start preparing him for that. Now get the hell out of my office.

Beautiful people. <3

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Emma: I’m not going to stand for this anymore. I’m not. I’m putting my foot down and I’m finally sticking up for myself. You’re a slut, Will. You’re a slut, you’re a slut, you’re a slut, you’re a slut! Everybody should know that and you should know that I’m through with you.

I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
I didn’t know how lost I was
Until I found you

I was beat incomplete
I’d been had, I was sad and blue
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new

— Like A Virgin

Emma: Rachel… Did you just throw up?
Rachel: No.
Emma: You missed the toilet.
Rachel: The girl who started up before me left that. I tried, but I guess I just don’t have a gag reflex.
Emma: One day when you’re older that will turn out to be a gift.