jeremy jordan gothic

jeremy jordan walks into the first rehearsal for the new show he’s booked. when the directors see him, they frown. “you must have the wrong room.” suddenly, the man who seems to be playing his part turns around. it’s jonathon groff. every other cast member turns around, unblinking. they are also jonathon groff. the director’s faces flicker to reveal, yet again, the cold face of jonathon groff.
you are listening to “santa fe” when it comes to the final note. jeremy does not stop singing. the note lasts for another few decades. generations go by. people have lived and died. you don’t remember who you are when the song is over
jeremy goes to an audition. his hand grasps the doorknob, and immediately, it shatters. when he pushes the door open it breaks into a million shards, all suspended in the air. in fact, everything he touches breaks. he threatens the casting directors with his strange powers and books the part of lovable jerkwad
while shaving, jeremy jordan’s razor does not cut his jaw. his jaw cuts his razor.
jeremy jordan goes to change his shirt. when he opens his closet, all the shirts are the same. he looks back on his old photos, only to find he is wearing the same plaid shirt in each and every one. he rushes to the mirror. the plaid shirt is on him now and it’s never coming off.
jeremy jordan wakes up one day to find himself living in the early 20th century. “back at last”, he sighs, relieved. he continues on with his life.
a show starring jeremy jordan is in the process of making its broadway transfer. when the show reaches the theatre, jeremy is gone. the director panics. in the midst of chaos, matthew morrison appears. no one knows when or how, but soon everyone seems to remember him instead of jeremy. who’s jeremy? no one knows anymore. there is only matthew. he grins evilly to himself. his plan is working.
jeremy jordan grows a beard. suddenly he has 3 children. every word he types is capitalized. you shudder to think the rumors are true. he has become a fully fledged dad.
a show requires jeremy jordan to dance. kyle coffman suits up in his jeremy jordan costume. you never learn the truth.
you haven’t heard the name “jeremy jordan” in a while. curious about what’s happened to him, you search him up online. the only results that come up are for the 90′s pop idol and the porn star. you scroll frantically through the pages, feeling sicker and sicker by the minute. you wonder if he ever existed at all.

(Source: donnynovitski, via gabenotagoodman-blog)

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jeremy jordan gothic

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