#lane.starts

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snapchat &&

lane: i'm bored lane: let's run away to vegas and get married lane: it'll be an adventure

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imsg;; bros bff

lane: okay but like why do guys think as a female that i'm like craving for them to send me a dick pic just because i have a "pretty face"?

lane: more importantly how does one reply to a dick pic when said dick is really unappealing?

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snapchat && open

lane: i'm bored lane: wanna roadtrip with me?

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imsg;; potential bae

lane: i'm pregnant

lane: it's yours

lane: can you spot me like 75 so i can get an abortion?

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imessage;;

LANE: we got a problem

LANE: pretty sure my mom's gonna know we're sleeping together.

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"are you sure i'm not too heavy?" she was sitting perched on his back while he did push ups. down and up and down and up. she wasn't sure what had possessed her to joke about how he was strong enough to hold her while he did them but it had happened and now she found herself being part of his weight training. how he was this strong she definitely didn't understand. "well you're beating my pushup average," she said with a giggle and a grin.

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Lane: so, scale of 1 - 10 how mad would you you be if there was say like, oh i don't know, hair dye on your white towels?

Lane: I mean, to be fair, having white towels is a really dumb idea so I shouldn't get in trouble for this...you know hypothetically.

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msg;; we should kiss

lane: what are you doing tonight?

lane: i'm thinking you and me

lane: a blanket and a star watch

lane: and kissing of course.