Achei esse post aqui no Livejournal, comparando a Taylor Townsend do The OC, com a Rachel Barry do Glee, eu adoro as duas, apesar da Taylor ter vindo no lugar da Marissa problemática, eu adorava ela também! Btw, The OC está entre as minhas séries preferidas, e eu ainda não fiz um post sobre ela, nem sobre o meu nerd-geek-fofo nº1 Seth Cohen, porque não vou conseguir me limitar a menos de um bilhão de fotos e cenas hahaha.



Rachel: You might laugh because every time I sign my name I put a gold star after it,
but it’s a metaphor, and metaphors are important.
My gold stars are a metaphor for ME being a star.


Taylor: So what? Yes, I have a psychological predilection to become romantically attached to men who are nice to me,
due to the fact I was raised by a she-wolf of a mother who practiced emotional terrorism.
Does that mean, that if by some miracle, love does come into my life, I should deny it?
What kind of person would that make me?


Rachel: Being a part of something special, makes you special, right?


Taylor: Oh, you totally hated me.
Come on, you were probably the president of the “We Hate Taylor” Club.


Rachel: You might think that all the boys at school would totally want to tap this,
but my Myspace schedule keeps me way too busy to date.


Taylor: I know, I know. Bad Taylor! I shouldn’t have tried to get you drunk.
Just like I shouldn’t have pretended to be your sleep therapist, or rented Roger the homosexual,
or stalking you in that groundhog costume or… what else did I do?


Rachel: There’s nothing ironic about show choir!


Taylor: I know. It’s crazy. I mean, I’ve always thought “cute guy, might be good for a night of rough and tumble fun”
but it’s not like we have anything in common. Then, when he helped me with my husband, and he kissed me,
it was like Dorothy landing in Oz. Everything popped into Technicolor.


Rachel: You’re very talented. I would know — I’m very talented, too.


Summer: Taylor, you got married!
Taylor: It was Paris! It seemed like the thing to do.


Via Stars_keeper

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Andressa Dreka

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