Brittanie Bear ♥
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I'm obsessed with pretty things and perfect grammar.
I hate liars and hypocrites.
I believe in karma.
And I have pretty friends.
So real quick…
On my way home from work (going about 85 mph) I was on the phone with Aubrey when I noticed a car booking it behind me. I put the phone down so I could change lanes and let this mofo pass me up. They don’t. They kinda pull up beside me and TURNS OUT IT’S FUCKING HIGHWAY PATROL.
I started to freak out because I JUST paid off my speeding ticket and I seriously cannot get another ticket for 18 months or my insurance will go up and I get fucked. So I let off the gas and change lanes. They change. I’m slowing down more and just praying they don’t get behind me. And he/she actually changes lanes again so they’re in front of me and they hit their brakes. I can take a hint so I slowed down even more. THEN they continued on to the 55-N where I got off on 4th Street.
And that’s where I died.