Like I Honestly Wanna Get Him Pregnant

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okay what if i overanalyzed a certain character of the outsiders.

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this is what the inside of my brain looks like

okaii jimmy rant heh..

he's popular. like he knows everyone. he moved to tulsa in 7th grade (he was from norman, oklahoma). he immediately started making friends. he's just charismatic like that. (/modern) he knows all the references, all the lyrics, never misses a beat (to brain rot and memes lmao). he's funny. he's loud.

but when there's a test to be studied for or an assignment to be completed he LOCKS IN. like if there is a worksheet given he will go silent and complete that shit within ten minutes. with test's he's he same. he will study and he will put in that work and it shows in his grades. all As.

he's not like a nerd or an academic beast he's just applied.

also he likes getting stuff out of the way and done quickly. example:

there is an individual test, and the teacher asks who wants to go first. his hand is up. in his mind he's done the work, he's ready and he just wants to get it over with. no stalling, no procrastination.

also he's always like getting into stuff, mostly because of his friends.

"hey jimmy wanna go to baseball tryouts with me?"

"sure when are they?"

he did that for so many things, same with clubs. like he gives a fuck about crochet, but his friend does, so he'll go.

but when he's upset you don't rlly want to go near him. um! it's an experience. not because he'll punch you or insult you, but you know those people that are just always so happy, it's just super uncomfortable to see them serious/upset? well, he's like that. he mostly goes quiet. but he tries to hide it for the most part. he's not good with feelings.

okay bai for now <33

Things Sodapop Curtis dreams about at night

Horses!

He and Darry are in a pie-eating contest but the pies turn into chocolate cake and Darry turns into a goat

A wall full of blue ribbons

Ponyboy’s drawings come to life like a television cartoon—they dance and sing and everything!

He’s alone in the house, walking from room to room in search of Darry—he can hear his big brother’s voice, always just behind the next door, but can’t find him.

He owns a horse!

Drag racing with Steve, except the race never ends, and they just keep going and going, windows down, wind in their hair, hearts alive.

Mickey Mouse bites him. He laughs, and bites back.

Ponyboy is blazing, burning up like a 4th of July bonfire. Funny thing is, Soda can’t see it happening—he smells it though, ash so thick it clogs his mouth, choking him. He wants to yell, but there’s too much smoke in his throat.

Soda is alone in the house, walking from room to room in search of Darry. He can’t find his big brother. His big brother is gone.

The room is dark, he’s five years old, and his mother sings while stroking his hair.

Dallas Winston crumples beneath a streetlight. Over and over again, on repeat, but each time the puddle of blood gets bigger, until Soda drowns in it.

He doesn’t have a mouth, it’s gone right off his face. It feels so real that when he wakes, he spends an hour in silence, until he remembers he still has a tongue.

The high school principal and his big, shiny belt-buckle.

Ponyboy and Darry are going at each other with switchblades. Soda tries to intervene. He can’t move. He tries to shout. He has no mouth.

Ponyboy and Darry kill each other in front of him; their bodies laid out, still and cold, on crimson train tracks.

The house is empty. He’s alone in the house. He hears their voices, but he can’t get to them. He’s alone in the house.

He’s alone.

Horses!!

Living without you's like TV in black and white

You turned me on and brought color into my life

When I'm around you, suddenly, I realize

That I was blind before I saw the world through your eyes

They’re talking shit

2015 matt dillon how i love you

ok i should yap about jimmy my lovely boy i love him

- he doesn’t really like “jimmy” he’s too old for it now but it’s been his nickname ever since kindergarten so its js kinda his forever name

- i should make a playlist for him hehehe. probably mindless self indulgence, guns n’ roses, 2pac, sir-mix-a-lot, eminem… etc

- rip jimmy you would’ve loved saying “ts pmo” and “syabu”

- he says he’s straight, might be bi, is actually gay.

- he doesn’t really care for girls or women. not in a rude way, he just genuinely doesn’t really feel attracted to them.

like

some guy: “look at that chick she’s smoking hot”

jimmy probably: “yeah, did you see her boyfriend?”

um lol

- but he’ll never on his life admit he’s never had a girlfriend because every time a girl asks him out he makes a lame excuse as to why he’s busy

- he definitely is the “only i can hurt them” type of person towards people he cares about

- if he sees his friend hitting on a girl someone he’ll js kinda silently dip like a ghost like yk that one meme where the guy does the peace sign and fades away

- that’s him

ok this is all i have for now now i have to go run a mile wish me luck ahhhhhh