Reblog — Bad Drivers
Because apparently there’s a shit ton in this small ass city. One. Fine, maybe I do need lights for my bike. Two. However, when I’m in the MIDDLE of the damn street and you’re fucking speeding like there’s no stop sign at the end of that street then you’re the one at fault. Three. I don’t need you to fucking yell obscenities out of your damn windows when you’re the one who almost ran ME over. Four. Go fuck yourself. I hope you get pulled over.