<message: ryland>
ryland: I can't fucking believe this
s: it's not me!
ryland: are you sure about that shane?
ryland: because I just put your number into my phone and it's identical to s
s: shit
s: ryland oh god
ryland: i don't understand
ryland: you have a girlfriend, and you could've just talked to me with your real number
s: i couldn't
ryland: why not?
ryland: your the badboy rebel that swears and gets into trouble and doesn't care what anyone thinks
s: wow you really don't get me
ryland: oh really?
s: you know I'm fucking insecure right?
s: you know that I'm fat as hell
s: and ugly
s: my mom fucking died when I was 5
s: is that bad boy enough for you?
s: or how about my dad is fucking addicted to coke
s: or how about all my brothers fucking beat me up?
s: how about RACHEL was the one who gave me my first cig, or she was the first one I fooled around with
s: is how about in middle school i was a nerd
s: is that bad boy enough for you?
s: im still fucking scared ryland
s: your the only one that makes me feel safe
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[A/N: I like this format better. also Shane speaking Spanish. Let's T A L K]
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Fanfiction"everyone calls me the bad boy; what do you think of me?" contains: swearing, drug use, breaking and entering, depression, cutting (only a little bit), and abuse/references to abuse
