Johnny- Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dressed them
Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
Bottle after bottle... if my parents truly loved me wouldn't they have stop already? They confess they are dojng this to man me up, but it that really the case? The dark red blood from my previous beatings still lingers on the otherwise blank carpets and walls, reminding me of the worse of times.
Ponyboy- It's my party and I'll cry if I want, cry if I want to
I'll cry till the candles burn out in flames
Welcome to my pity party
Johnny is dead. I know, I know Greasers ain't suppose to cry and all, but this time is different. My best friend, my one true love is dead. Worse thing is, I never told him that I loved him until it was too late.
Dally- Pacify her
She’s getting on my nerves
You (I) don’t love her
Stop lying with those words
Basically how he felt after everything with Sylvia.
Two-Bit - I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho
you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter
Literally Two-Bit all day, every day. Enough said.
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the outsiders | imagines and preferences
FanfictionAll the characters (except the ones I create) belong to S.E. Hinton and I do not own them in anyway.
