Dear Dally,
I was 17 years old when I fell for you. I was afraid of the idea of being in love and my very first instinct was to run away and never talk to you again. A big part of my wanted to pack up and leave and move to another country, because the truth is, I am unhinged, my head was a mess and my mind wasn’t in the right headspace… and by God, I didn’t want to ruin all that was pure and wholesome about you.
The way you held me to your body, so tenderly, they way your fingers trailed down my spine, the way your hands intertwined with mine… I felt safer than I have in years. I felt wanted and needed… I miss the way you played with my hair. I want to feel that way again.
So much happened in so little time. I told you so many of my secrets, but I knew that they were safe with you. I told you I liked you and you said you felt the same. I always thoguht of you as someone who would never hurt me. You were so sweet, so gentle, so damn kind and innocent. I wanted that. Ii wanted every part of your soul.
But you hurt me. It was unintentional, of that I am undoubtedly sure, but you did. Was I too honest? Did I scare you away? What did I do wrong? What is it about me that makes you not want me?
You never made it clear, what exactly it was that you wanted. The signs always seemed to point in my favour. You didn’t hurt me because you didn’t want me. You hurt me because you lied. You lied with your word - when you said you liked me, when you said you loved me too… You lied with your silence- your lies were so loud. I never knew silence could be that way. But you lied. In every single way a man could lie… you lied.
I know that you never meant to lie or hurt me, I can see the wonderfully beautiful colours of your soul. I can feel the purity radiating from your body. I can feel your kindness shining away like a fiery beacon. You are a lighthouse.
But I am an ocean. I have the ability to destroy your light. I am the deep, dark pits of the ocean floor, I hold secrets and anger. If I’d have won your heart I would have destroyed all that was good in you.
Just like the ocean, I can make tsunamis rise and flatten cities. I am glad that you decided that I wasn’t worth your time. I’m glad that I wasn’t what you wanted.
But I am sorry. I’m sorry that you wasted your time on a girl like me. I’m sorry that I wasn’t what you wanted or needed. I’m so sorry. I hope one day you’ll find the right girl, a girl that can love you more than I ever could have. I’m so sorry that I’m not perfect. I wish I could’ve been what you clearly needed.
I’m sorry that your mum died. I’m sorry you were homeless… , I’m sorry that your dad didn’t want you. I wish he saw your worth like I did.
I hope you know your worth. I hope you can see what I see in your. If it had been anyone else I would’ve hated you. I would’ve talked about you in a disgusting manner. I guess that just goes to show how much I loved you. It shows that what I felt was real and it meant something to me.
I still kind of love you.
Love, Brooke.
Matt Dillon, has his hair coiffed before a scene during the filming of “The Outsiders” in Tulsa, Okla. Courtesy photo by Joe Cervantez.
Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze behind the scenes of Ghost (1990)
And finally part 3/3 of the special features that were on the back of The Outsiders 50th anniversary edition. Most of them are the collection of behind the scenes pictures and personal pictures, and the last two are of the back leafs of the book and the back cover(sorry about my phone and the lighting but I just had to take a picture of it it straight up made me cry)
Tom Cruise & Patrick Swayze: *block the view of Rob Lowe stepping out of the shower right before the towel falls*
Me:
“We’re all we got left now. If we don’t have each other, then we ain’t got nothing. And when you ain’t got nothin, you end up like Dally… I don’t mean dead either, I mean, I mean how he was before. So please… don’t fight anymore… please…”
I was wondering if you could do a hc for the gang teaching you how to do a backflip?? Sounds weird, sorry.
omg I’m laughing this is the weirdest and best request I’ve gotten, thank you lmaoo
gang HCs! teaching you how to backflip
- dally tries to show off and hurts himself- he almost broke his neck.- steve just keeps doing backflips and just says to try- twobit is just LAUGJINg at dally- ponyboy is just bein an angsty teen in the corner - johnny is with u an trying to learn too- sodapop is trying to do one himself. - he can’t - but he does a cart wheel!- good job sodapop- Darry is the only helpful one- he teaches u and johnny and when u both actually do it everyone cheers- steve is screaming and jumping - dally is grumbling but lowkey jealous- he’s not flexible and not happy
💘💘
Matt Dillon at the 1983 Oscars
ahh, yes I live for this kinda stuff
;)
psychic: *reads my mind*
my mind: You know, some guys my age man… they forget about drinking milk. I don’t know why, maybe they forget how good milk is. Milk’s great. It’s natural, uh… it’s satisfying. I like it when it tastes cold. You just can’t beat it. So don’t you forget it. I’m drinking milk for good.
psychic: what the fuck
"I love you Thomas"