
Pack a chawski, broski. All day, err day.
When people say that Friday Night Lights is “pretty good”
I’m struggling. Ripping open wounds that haven’t healed; memories that still run deep replay when the moon light rises.
Life’s simple, you make choices and you don’t look back.
— Han, Tokyo Drift
What’d you expect? You didn’t just play with fire, you soaked the matches in gasoline.
— Han, Tokyo Drift
I hate that people know me in real life on here
As dumb as that my sound, I actually now have to hesitate and think about what I want to post, because I know someone will make a big deal about it. It’s frustrating because I was about to post a picture of a conversation about a person, which is quite descriptive, but then I realized some bitch is going to go and tell her about it, and then I’ll have a can of bullshit I’ll have to deal with. Thank you for ruining this too society.









