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“You made snow angels,” Jasmin mused with araised brow. “That’s fucking adorable, I can’t say I’ve everactually done that.” Today was not going to change that for her. It was fartoo cold.

rydcr-blog

“Hell yeah! It was great! Cold, but still awesome.” He grinned, shaking his head in mock disbelief and disappointment. “Then you haven’t lived - a wet and cold ass is the ultimate goal in life.”

#( chats. jaz. )

seanethancallaghan

“That’s kind of interesting, is that how the process works? I have no ear for music what so ever, let alone being able to fathom creating a song out of just dreams.”

rydcr-blog

“It’s kinda rare; most of the time I just draw on stuff that happens - or has happened in my life for ideas and shit, but sometimes a dream helps. No? Music’s basically my religion, so. . . I don’t know, I guess I’m just glad I can write songs and shit like that?”

#( chats. sean. )

lilflowersaige

“ i do actually. i had a dream once that included me brushing my teeth that, because I spit on myself, woke up, it’s like my brain wants me to seem like a BIGGER idiot or something which is not cool. It’s WILD, man. ”

rydcr-blog

“that’s a. . . like a mundane kind of weird, dream. subconscious minds are crazy as fuck. i’m sure you’re not an idiot though; and hell, who really cares when you’re hot?”

#( chats. kitty. )#me because a bRENDON URIE #and b hALSEYY

bobbywyatt

“It might be fun – okay, me first. Truth or dare?”

rydcr-blog

“Mmh. . . I’ll go for a truth.”

#( chats. bobby. )#yasss he is! aw pals~

bobbywyatt

“So… Do you wanna play truth or dare? Is that something you’re supposed to do when you’re stuck together somewhere? Like an intro into a bad fanfiction written by a thirteen year old?”

rydcr-blog

“We can totally play truth or dare; though prepare for the lamest truths and dares ever. I’m shit at comin’ up with them.”

#( chats. bobby. )

cynicalviolist

#( mirror. )

hottest people in town?

“first and foremost; me. no, i’m kidding. let’s see - aloysius is pretty cute. algernon too? those eyes. i need a break. florence. sign me the fuck up.”

#( ask. )#( im trash k )

omg-aloysius-deactivated2016030

“And I’ll be there with a video camera and some more booze, just to make sure you go through with it.”

rydcr-blog

“We’re best buddies now. You mention alcohol, I’m there. I’ll do pretty much fuckin’ anything.”

#( chats. aloysius. )

wthtalia-deactivated20160415

“Yeah, but have you seen the kind of things that pops up when you search on google? You’ll probably google ‘weird dreams’ and end up being convinced you’re half alien or something like that.”

rydcr-blog

“Oh, yeah, it’s all fuckin’ hilarious. Yahoo answers is the best thing to scroll through when you’re drunk and bored out of your mind. There’s like, kids on there asking if you can get pregnant from holding another person’s hand. Eh, wouldn’t be so bad. Totally wouldn’t mind being half alien, as long as I’m not like any of the ugly ones on Doctor Who.”

#( chats. zeke. )

masondaniels

“No.. never. Mainly because I don’t sleep, but seriously who has dreams like that?” She asked, before tilting her head to the side. “What was the dream about?”

rydcr-blog

“I don’t sleep a lot, but when I do -- oh boy, dreams get fuckin’ crazy.” He grinned, shrugging both shoulders. “It didn’t really have a storyline? Kinda looked like a trailer for a really shitty movie.”

#( chats. isabelle. )

seanethancallaghan

“Yeah, those reoccurring dreams of losing your teeth or when you’re driving really fast and the breaks stop working? I’ve heard that dreams are just garbage that your brain filters out when your subconscious has no use for them.. or something like that.”

rydcr-blog

“Dreams are definitely garbage, man. Except for the ones that I end up writin’ about - they’re my jam. It’d be cool to have them all the time, I’d be pumping out song after song like crazy.”

#( chats. sean. )

dammitjaz

“Uh, yeah sorry. This weather is just going to my head,” she muttered, stepping through the door. “Much warmer.”

rydcr-blog

He waved off yet another apology with a bright smile before following suit and hastily shutting the door behind them. “The weather totally fuckin’ sucks right now, though I’ll admit making snow angels last night was kinda fun.”

#( chats. jaz. )