Lucy Quinn Fabray-Evans Name's Quinn Fabray. Yes, Quinn is my middle name. No, you do not need to know my first name, it's unimportant. I'm a director and an actress. Wife to Sam Evans and mother to Lucy Evans. I am also the birth mother to one Beth Corcoran, but that doesn't entirely matter anymore. Best friend and wannabe lover to the ever lovely, and ever talented, Santana Lopez. I'm not the Stepford wife everyone thought I'd be. I'm my own woman. I smoke vape, I drink, and somewhere along the way I realized religion wasn't really for me. Not saying I don't believe in God, because I do, but my God is far more accepting of everyone. wife - mom - director
I think we’re both lucky to have our moms in our corners…. Even if it doesn’t feel that way all of the time.
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You’re not my only parent and when I was younger, when things started with all of the bullying, dad wasn’t as busy as you and he could’ve stepped up. Either way, it was really the school’s fault. They let everything get way out of hand… I don’t know. It’s weird. I like Jayne a lot, but I don’t understand why she’s with my dad. Honestly, I wish I had time before you and dad started seeing other people to accept that you two are getting a divorce.
Yeah, I suppose.
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Still, doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad about it. Maybe you should ask her? I mean, you might be surprised. I can understand that and if it’s any consolation, Santana and I haven’t entirely put a label on things. I mean, I’m pretty sure we’re something, but what is a grey area...
It’s hard to accept that. I couldn’t imagine how I’d feel, but your sister should always be in your corner and yours isn’t and that sucks.
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Yeah, I’m definitely not pregnant. I’ve never had sex, I’m not sure I sure I even ever want to have sex. Anyway… I guess I’m okay… I don’t know. This year was really hard and I don’t really have many friends so… It’s just hard. I didn’t think the bullying would follow me to college.
I’m lucky I have my mom in my corner still. And there are days I think I don’t. Just don’t tell your grandma I think that, it’s a long story.
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Hey, whatever works for you, Luce. I’m sorry to hear that, baby girl. I wish I could do something to stop it, to make it better and maybe I should have done more when you were younger. I think I got so swept up in my career that I stopped putting family first sometimes. How’re you adjusting to Jayne and your dad definitely being a public thing now?
It probably does and it doesn’t help that I take after you looks wise at least I think I do. Honestly, your sister isn’t worth the pain. You have family here who love you, so it doesn’t even matter if things are hopeless with her.
Well… I may have went to a frat house party, gotten super drunk and high and danced on a table until Jayne found me.
The extent to which you take after me certainly doesn’t help matters, that’s for sure. She’s not and people have been telling me that for years, but I missed her and I thought I could get it to work, but some people refuse to change and that’s something I need to accept.
Well then... I mean, you’re obviously still in one piece and you’re not pregnant, and your hair is still blonde, so... could be worse. Like, I feel like I should be mad, but I can’t really do anything about it now. You okay, though? I mean, you’d tell me if something was bothering you, yeah?
I honestly believe that no one has earned the right to judge you, particularly for who you love. Anyone who genuinely cares for you should be happy that you’ve found that person.
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My sister has always held very similar beliefs to our father, if you want to call him such, and that man kicked me out at 16 because I was pregnant. I don’t even want to think about what he’d say about me now. I’m sure my mom will be happy, I think... Might get an “I told you so” cause I think she once asked if I was into who I’m now with but eh... My daughter and ex husband are supportive. So, you’re certainly right about that.
I’m glad she’s in London and we don’t have to see her all of the time. She always seemed to look down on me even though I was an honors student in high school just because I’m not perfect. You shouldn’t be used to it, especially from your sister.
Oh… Uh… Nothing. It’s nothing.
Yeah, I agree. Think that has more to do with me, than you. Frannie and I haven’t seen eye to eye since... Pink hair, so... since I was 17 or 18. For your grandmother’s sake I try and fix things but I think at this point it might officially be hopeless.
Screw what your PT thinks. Sometimes you just have to live your life. She’s the epitome of a way to right winged conservative. I’m sorry she was such a bitch to you. Anything I can do to make it better?
Did dad or Jayne text you about me while you were gone?
Yeah, it was definitely in my favor. Part of me is glad she’s in London...I’m used to it. No, Luce, I’m fine.
I’ve had the pleasure of going exactly once, and I think I enjoyed it because I wasn’t famous and no one cared about taking my picture. It’s such a circus, but it’s a fun circus to watch. That sounds awful… I’m sorry.
I have been many times now, it was weird going as just a guest, though. Not having something I’d directed be there. It is certainly a fun time. I should have been expecting it, but some part of me was holding out hope that she’d changed.
I’ll admit to being slightly jealous, not that I’m a filmmaker, but as a photographer, I think Cannes during the festival would be a very interesting place to be. Is it rude for me to say fuck her, then?
It’s a beautiful thing, honestly. I love it. Not at all. I’m sure my nephew has said worse, and I know I have.
I’m looking forward to it. I miss all of the red carpet events you used to take me too and one in France seems like a dream. Aunt Frannie is not nice most of the time, it sucks that she was a bitch to you for finally loving who you love even if I don’t like her too much. What did she say to you?
You and me, both. Even if my PT definitely didn’t approve... She always did take after Russell in her views. Not sure what I was expecting, given what Tom has told me. Nothing I want to repeat.
I wish you could’ve taken me with you to France, it’s such a beautiful country. Why did you even bother to go see Aunt Frannie? She can be such a bitch sometimes.
It was a lovely time and one of these days I will. Because sometimes I like to hope she’s changed... I had also just made a stop in London and figured I’d be nice. I regret it.
The Cannes Film Festival still proved to be one of my favorite times of year, even if I wasn’t there as an active director. Though, I could have done without the visit to my sister... Getting berated for finally being honest about who I love was quite the payment for trying to be nice.
Greetings to the new friends I was making on here before I vanished completely. Had to fly back home for a bit, spend time with my dad and take care of some things. How’s everyone doing? And if you’re a complete stranger, still feel free to say hello.
Fan-fucking-tastic. My mom was in NYC and didn’t even bother to tell me. No text, no call, no “hey, let’s grab lunch.” I had to hear it from a mutual friend.
I didn’t think I’d be packing up my desk at work until the day I retired, or you know, found somewhere better and yet here I am staring into a box with the contents of my desk with no idea what lies ahead when it comes to my career or anything else.
Probably a lot of down time and trying not to annoy your kid... Or maybe that’s just me...