#byron.

[i-dlechamsae]

(nightly Neath!)

[lumpy-veev]

Byron: Here. Drink this. You'll feel better.

Colt: Wow, I feel better already!. What's in it?

Byron: Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to.

[astridthcmas]

Text | Astrid & Byron

Astrid: Do you know if we're doing Christmas? And how? Like, with gifts/without? Just dinner? The whole day, just the evening?

Astrid: Need to ask for the day off at work then.

[gurguliare]

thank you, my friends. Anyway I was going to be like oh Pterry didn’t know what he was talking about, goats aren’t intelligent they’re just needy, but then I remembered that that’s a false binary and neediness is the mother of biting the fucking goathouse latch open again

[astridthcmas]

Text | Astrid & Byron

Astrid: You were at the party, right?

Astrid: Are you safe?

[astridthcmas]

[text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it?-- Byron

@byron--taylor

[text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it?

Stay out of what?

Whatever I did, I'm really sorry. I promise I didn't try to meddle or get in the middle of something -- if something happened or if I said something it was completely unintentional. I'm sorry.

[teddylawrence]

With the iconic song Shots by LMFAO blaring in the background of the house party, Teddy could be found on the top of a coffee table laughing as he attempted to shout the lyrics with reckless abandon, more or less just embarrassing himself in the process. Making eye contact with a boy he recognized around campus but he’d never actually spoken to, that he remembered, Teddy pointed the neck of the bottle of vodka he had in hand and pointed it to the other, shouting, “Your turn!” as if the bottle itself would turn into a microphone on the spot. @lndwigs