tyler is typing...
*picture attached*
Get out of that car.
no
I don't want you to die.
youRE DRUNK
HEH SHUT UP DAD
what's your moms number bean
666-666-6666
I swear, tyler, give me your moms number.
ugh, okay, hot dog.
678-895-3341 [A/N I dare one of you to call this number to see if it's real. comment what happens]
YOU ARE READING
text me | tj + jd
Fanfictionspøøky jim is typing... - where two boys meet through a weird group chat on kik and end up being best friends. more than best friends. duh. also messed up shit happens every now and then so aka mature content; mentions of: drugs, violence, alcohol...
