my favorite thing about the internet is that my old high school group chat is finally being used after three years, and it's to discuss whether or not we'd let armie hammer eat usi say i would
i regret learning how to read
if you make a jared, 19, reference i will drive to st. augustine and kidnap your parents
so you wanna be jared, 19 😏 ?
WAIT NO FUCK
goddamn you type fast
i'm good with my fingers ;)
🤮🤮🤮
disgusTANG
>:(
how's the crafting of mines
it's going great actually
i don't care
oh
ANYWAYS back to armie hammer
i'd let him cut off my toe anyday
you really worry me sometimes
he'd keep it in his pocket so he'd always have a piece of me 🥰🥰🥰
isn't that what love's all about ?
have you ever even fallen in love before 😑
five times a day, thank you very much
i like to think of love differently
do tell me, mr. 'I'vE hAd GiRlFrIeNdS bEfOrE'
what is love?
BABY DON'T HURT ME
baby don't hurt me
DAMNIT
whose fingers are faster now, huh punk ???
Love is a force of nature. However much we may want to, we can not command, demand, or take away love, any more than we can command the moon and the stars and the wind and the rain to come and go according to our whims.
Love is bigger than you are. You can invite love, but you cannot dictate how, when, and where love expresses itself. You can choose to surrender to love or not, but in the end, love strikes like lightning: unpredictable and irrefutable
Love is inherently free. It cannot be bought, sold, or traded. You cannot make someone love you, nor can you prevent it — not for any amount of money. Love cannot be imprisoned, nor can it be legislated. Love is not a substance, not a commodity, not even a marketable power source. Love has no territory, no borders, no quantifiable mass or energy output.
what website did you copy that from
psychologytoday.com
that's what i thought
you couldn't write that
it actually sounds smart and sweet
i am both of those things
all of the time
when have you ever been sweet to me
???
that's what i thought
hold on, bitch, i had to pull up your mugshot
you're only proving my point
your freckles look like someone put cheeto dust on your cheeks when they made you
THEY'RE NOT ORANGE SHUT UP
your gray jumpsuit makes your unknown colored eyes pop
how
my eyes are literally brown
your hair is as red as fire
do you know what fire looks like?
cause the two are not similar
fuck off, i'm trying
you suck
im never being nice to you again
that was nice ???
the nicest ive ever been to anyone
besides george
why are you treating british people better than me
there's just something about all their knife crime 😫
it really revs my engine
please get a new kink
there's just something about making fun of them that gets me going 🥴
YOU ARE READING
Area Codes // dreamwastaken
Fanfictiona text sent to the wrong number. a conversation between two strangers. their lives changed forever, even if they don't know who's on the other side of the screen. will they ever find out?