Sometimes we make choices we are not proud of. Sometimes we make choices that we are forced to live with. Sometimes we make choices that we want to change, but just don’t know how. Sometimes we look at our self and wonder how would things be different if I chose the other path. I wonder these things everyday and know that I cannot fix what I have done. Then I start to think, even if I change what I have done, scars will remain. This is a choice I am. It proud of. This is a choice I am forced to live with. This is a choice that I don’t know how to change.
1 out of every 8 cats is born with bread limbs. reblog if you care. keep scrolling if you dont have a heart.
I just watched a documentary on Pantera/Dimebag Darrell. And it really is sad what happened to him. No one deserves to go like that or watch your brother be murdered.





