Stiles goes camping with his friends in New Mexico after graduation where they befriend a biker gang led by Derek: a guy whom Stiles can’t decide if he will be either relieved or devastated to never see again once their week is up.
"You better hold on," Derek advises. He turns his head slightly to the side, glancing at him over his shoulder. "I don’t want to get in trouble if you get hurt."
"Good idea," Stiles agrees, having to raise his voice in order to be heard over the loud engine. "My dad might press charges. Did I mention he’s the sheriff back home?"
"Maybe we should call this off."
the level at which rihanna doesnt give a fuck is so inspiring
you know you’re getting old when you watch the little mermaid and when ariel says “i’m 16 years old. i’m not a child anymore.” and you’re just sat there like yes you fucking are young lady stop it
The day you start agreeing with the parents in kids movies is the day it’s all over.
Nothing will fuck up your twenties more than thinking you’re supposed to have your shit together.
Arctic Monkeys - Hold On, We’re Going Home (Drake Cover)
Let’s Play Grand Theft Auto V with Miss Coco Peru
i’m in tears