I Love When Artists Scream More In Their Songs Live Its Extra Crispy Especially When It Is Recorded And

words cannot describe how much I love artists who draw Ponyboy like an actual 14 year old he's the age of a middle schooler im so sick of people forgetting that

I DONT WANNA GO TO TRACK PRACTICE IN SEVEN HOURS FUCK THIS

reblogging because not enough people realize that sandy is a teenage girl, only around sixteen years old. similar to sylvia, cheating is bad, but shes objectively A child and we dont have a lot of context as to how or why this happened.

cheating sucks but she also isn't a terrible person for it, she is redeemable. we have very, very little explanation of how and why she cheated, and with whom. im not going to go too deep into this, but there is also the possibility, like with sylvia, that she may have been violated and considering how that topic is treated and the fact that it is the 60s in tulsa, it would make sense for her to have lied or for someone else to.

but if she did actually cheat, shes still just a kid and while I feel awful for sodapop, she isn't a terrible person.

Defending Sandy with my whole soul against the outsiders fandom

so ive learned today that apparently it is not common sense that you can't falsely accuse someone of committing an extremely serious crime against you just because you dont like them

what the fuck

i love curly shepard so much I haven't drawn him because I need to perfect his design. Its very important to me.

the sigh of relief I let out after reading the ending of tex and it WASN'T gut wrenchingly painful was pretty much the highlight of my week

update I told my step mom and she js tried to rrecommend an autism diagnosis for getting that excited about it

GUYS we are in CRISIS my legs hurt so much from track jumps and basketball yesterday that I couldn't even kick my feet while watching outsiders musical clips

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my social skills are getting better yippeeee!!

it feels a bit odd having effects off some somewhat traumatic events I experienced knowing that out of everyone involved, I got the better situation. A lady I used to leave with was a bitch to me, yelled at and degraded me, threatened me, and sometimes got aggressive but that's nowhere near as bad as what she did to the other kids we lived with. I almost lost my best friend but she was the one who was so miserable she wanted to end it. I dunno I feel kind of guilty about being upset about stuff that happened when it hardly happened to ME