wheezeincorporated: ryan: the stars look beautiful, don’t you think so, shane? shane: *looking at his phone* i don’t have time for your conspiracy theories, ryan.ryan: what the fuck does that even mean?
wheezeincorporated: ryan: the stars look beautiful, don’t you think so, shane? shane: *looking at his phone* i don’t have time for your conspiracy theories, ryan.ryan: what the fuck does that even mean?
wheezeincorporated: ryan: the stars look beautiful, don’t you think so, shane? shane: *looking at his phone* i don’t have time for your conspiracy theories, ryan.ryan: what the fuck does that even mean?
wheezeincorporated: ryan: the stars look beautiful, don’t you think so, shane? shane: *looking at his phone* i don’t have time for your conspiracy theories, ryan.ryan: what the fuck does that even mean?