Brendick: heeeeey ;)
Ryro: what the fuck
Ryro: who the fuck
Brendick: your future boyfriend ;)
Ryro: uh huh
Ryro: yeah I don't think so
Just another Ryden Kik fic
Really doesn't have a plot
Literally I want y'all to completely ignore pretty much any...
Brendick: is it better or worse than "bike is short for bichael"
Ryro: um
Ryro: its debatable
Brendick: oh boy
Brendick: let's hear it
Ryro: ok so
Ryro: medusa is a thing right
Brendick: mhm
Ryro: so you
Ryro: you reverse
Ryro: medusa
Brendick: I'm really confused what
Brendick: reversing medusa like
Brendick: spelling the name backwards
Ryro: no no no
Ryro: so like you know how she has a human body but her hair is made of snakes
Brendick: yeah ?
Ryro: well
Ryro: what if she had the body of a snake and her hair was made of humans
Brendick: alright ryan I have one question for you
Brendick: why
Ryro: I don't know
Brendick: did Jon give you weed
Brendick: and did you smoke it without me
Ryro: no
Ryro: not this time
Brendick: the fuck do you mean not this time
Ryro: the bike thing happened when Jon gave me weed
Brendick: wow
Brendick: I can't believe you did drugs without me
Brendick: I'm telling your dad
Ryro: he doesn't give a shit
Ryro: as long as its not like crystal meth or something he doesn't care
Brendick: damn
Brendick: lucky
Ryro: yup :)
Brendick: wait wait wait
Brendick: thanks to you I have to ask this
Brendick: would medusas pubes be snakes
Ryro: whyyyyyy
Brendick: I'm curious
Ryro: you're a fucking weirdo
Brendick: in case you haven't noticed
Brendick: I'm weird
Brendick: I'm a weirdo
Brendick: I don't fit in
Brendick: I don't want to fit in
Brendick: have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on?
Brendick: that's weird
Ryro: I hate you
Brendick: love you too :)
==== Idk if any of y'all listen to Saint Motel but if you don't you totally should I recommend listening to Local Long Distance Relationship cause that song is a fucking bop So is Sweet Talk
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this fucking shit kept my paranoid ass up all night tho Like I kept telling myself that I'm a fucking idiot, there's no one living in my attic, but this tiny part of my mind kept convincing me otherwise
I was writing an email to my guidance counselor yesterday and I spent a good thirty minutes trying to figure out if I should use "Hello," "Hi," or "Hey" Or another option provided by my brother, "Henlo"
One of my friends keeps complaining that we never hang out anymore Like bitch You don't Invite me Anywhere And she uses the excuse that I always say no Like I said no the one time you invited me somewhere Because I was fucking busy I go places with my other friends all the time, because they actually invite me
