*some Kind Of Generic Skinny White Guy With Curly Hair Walks Past Us On The Sidewalk* Dude.. Was That

Ryan, reading: hmm queer coding

Dylan, working on his programming: well. trying to.

The genius comedic duo of Ryan "I have absolutely zero ability to identify sarcasm and satire" Erzahler and Dylan "nothing genuine has left my mouth since the minute I stepped onto these camp grounds" Lenivy

Sometimes all I think about is you

Late nights in the middle of June

my boss: *giving me critical instructions* you got that?

me: ya

me (in my mind): you make a loop de loop and pull, and your shoes are looking cool :) you go over and back, left to righ

nick going on and on about how he wishes he were like jacob because "he's all hot and attractive and funny and charismatic and great and perfect" and everyone is just looking at him like????? ok fruit?

i had you going there for a second, didn’t i? no. maybe. shut up.

Well actually, I’m ‘let’s get the fuck out of here Ryan’.

we should all kill ourselves

Dylan: That feeling when you walk into a room and can't remember why.

*werewolf burst into the room*

Dylan: That's right! I was getting chased

their scared cus they never saw a sandwich that big. but the dad has to look brave for his son