my stepdad just came in saying "i saw that ryan styles at an award show wearing a girls blouse???" why are old men like this
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my stepdad just came in saying "i saw that ryan styles at an award show wearing a girls blouse???" why are old men like this
(Ryan Tho)
ryan
ryan gosling or leighton meester
oh shit….. Leighton
put 2 celebrities in my ask and based only on physical appearance I’ll tell you who I prefer
It's almost 7am and I'm watching The Patch
Guys I had an amazing night.
It’s (as I start writing this) 5:58 am. I just crawled into bed. I had an extremely productive day yesterday which was good all in itself. Anyway at 6 last night I went to study calculus with some friends, right? Matt, Ryan, Thomas, and Keith. Okay, so I decided a couple of weeks ago that I thought Ryan was super attractive.
So after 3 hours of calculus I texted Ryan and asked what he was doing afterwards. We ended up texting back and forth for the last two hours of studying.
We left together, and he took me back to my dorm to drop off my backpack and I grabbed my purse and we went out.
First stop, IHOP. We got coffee, eggs, and bacon. We ordered separately, but our waitress just brought one check so he was super cute and he paid.
Next stop, gas. We weren’t exactly sure how long we were going to be out. I then directed him to the top of Manhattan Hill. I took him to the giant letters and then we shared a clove cigarette and walked to the other side and watched the stars. After an hour and a half we walked back to his car (we were both shivering). We sat there for 2 more hours joking and laughing and having an amazing time.
It was so weird, I guess. More than once I feel like I read his mind, or he read mine. We were going to tell the same joke, or had a similar story, or I don’t even know what. I would make a comment, and he’d say “I wasn’t sure whether to mention it, or what” and I’d giggle and he’d laugh at my giggle and it was perfect.
At 4:45 we drove to Walmart and wandered around for an hour and then back to his car. Then back to my dorm. Ryan was exhausted. He pulled in the back parking lot, put his car in park, alright, time to say goodbye. He asked if he could walk me to the door. I said yes.
I located my ID, and told him I should go, and he said alright. I looked him in the eye and said “are you thinking…?” And he said “I think I’m thinking, are you?” And I nodded. He grabbed me and pulled me in and we kissed. It was, incredible. Perfect, unbelievable. I’m speechless, to tell the truth.
He’s pretty great. Pretty fucking great.
Tomorrow will be amazing.
(It’s now 6:20, love you guys, and thanks for reading)
i turn on letsplays just to listen to everybodies voices i don't even watch them