[pm] Blaine, talk to me… what’s wrong?

PM: No, it’s nothing. I’m just always caught thinking about how different we are.

I’m… singing? Is it allowed right?

Uh, yeah. Completely. You’re just being really... So, yeah, carry on.

Oh Sydney well,     You came and you gave without taking,         But I sent you away.    Oh, Sydney well,     Kissed me and stopped me from shaking,           And I need you today. Oh, Sydney!

What’re you... doing?

My jeep officially smells like a nice bakery from delivering things to people today. I hope everyone is having a wonderful Happy Valentine’s Day! Including those who do not have someone for the occasion. It’s also the Wilde’s birthday today and we totally turned their living room into a solid fort for my best gal.

Stay safe tonight everyone. I’m actually looking forward to waiting around for things tonight. But not the tragic coming home. Ah well.

Some days it feels like things could be so much more convenient if this were a boarding school in Britain, or if we were all college roomies just shooting the breeze like a younger version of the cast from Friends. It’s sweet when we can all come together and blast out gifts for the appropriate occasion, and I’m definitely a pleased honorary big brother to see that Kitty’s been having a day filled with such thoughtfulness from everyone. I couldn’t think of anyone more deserving of a sunshiney holiday than her.

I’ve been flying under the radar as of late, but! Something exciting is today! It’s my one year anniversary of being on T!!

Happy galentines day, you guys!

Can I just-- I mean, I don’t want to come off like a crazy kid or anything radical like that, but on top of the apropos congrats, I just really have to say that I think your representation is a beautiful thing. And I think it’s very inspiring. And I hope you have swell holiday.

I think it’s so amazing how much Karaoke Night has grown since my brother started it. People who don’t even sing usually, including myself, have been getting involved. It’s like he’s started this Balboa Karaoke movement. I’m just really proud and really excited to get my sing on with all of you tonight! Break legs.

I’m making it in the Guinness Book of World Records for the first ever recorded death via bashfulness, thanks a heap - and you’re making the cut for gushing about me even more than Ma. Who would’ve thunk that was even possible?

I was let off the hook early today, my wrists are a metaphorical black and blue from the amount of hearts I had draw in every cappuccino, but I’m feeling much more holiday-ish than Sebastian’s V-Day scrutiny would’ve led one to think. It’s the coffeehouse. So many decorations. I want to take everything home.

As I enter my seventeenth year, I can only pray that it’s nicer to me than my sixteenth year was and consider all of the ways sixteen was good to me in spite of all the bad. My parents probably won’t even ring me, but I don’t care at this point. I might as well be orphaned. Looking forward to an amazing Valentine’s-BirthDay!

I remember when you were sixteen like it was just yesterday. What’d Cupid get you this year, an extra inch on me?

Baby is confused by dad and his twin (full video)