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this blog is now an archive !  you can find frankie at my new blog, SOUTHSIDED.

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    I’M A TERRIBLE PERSON.

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    i actually REALLY want to bring frankie back but idk if i should.

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@sodapcp stop me

IMC RYING THIS IS THE BE ST THING

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“ i – robert sheldon – may be trash, but i am the best goddamn trash in tulsa, oklahoma. “

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the thrilling saga @sodapcp

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im crying. @sodapcp

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FRANKIE ADDERSON & SODAPOP CURTIS : instagram aesthetic. @sodapcp​

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“steve wasn’t important.” excus me,,…,.,. ex cu s me bu t.,,,.,.,…., that’ s s oda’s bes tf riend…,,… & my son.,,,.,. ur  talkin abt,,.,..

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are you a ninety degree angle? because you're looking right.

    a hand was put over the other’s face, pony taking her    head into his arms while he said, ‘ don’t ever say that    again, ‘ with a big, warm grin.

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@sodapcp my long overdue headcanons abt frankie & soda.

frankie dragging soda to the mall with her and them just chillin there. frankie buying them lunch in the food court, telling stupid jokes to total strangers, etc.

sleepovers with impromptu karaoke sessions and late night ice cream runs ( bonus : soda sneaks in through frankie’s window and they camp out in her room for the night, watching cheesy horror flicks & stealing junk food from randy’s secret stash in the kitchen ).

soda giving frankie makeovers, and frankie loving them so much that she makes him take photos so she can remember them forever.

cuddles with lots of blankets and pillows ; ofc they fall asleep and are snoring so loud they could wake the entire neighbourhood.

JUST. SODA AND FRANKIE.

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                it was raining. somehow, that seemed PERFECT. of course it would be pouring. that’s fucking disney movie perfect irony. he pushes open the door  ( he had to stop himself from legitimately kicking it open ) and throws down his now sopping wet hat on the coffee table. his hands are shaking.   he tucks them in his pockets, ignoring his.  ❛ FUCK !! ❜  he almost   IMPLODES,  cursing. inhale. exhale.   ( an attempt to collect himself – in vain . )

                            DON’T kick the coffee table, soda. don’t kick the coffee table.                he chastises himself only BRIEFLY,  following his kicking of the undeserving coffee table.   carding a hand through his hair,  it’s only when he realizes how his teeth have sunk into his lower lip  when a drop of blood rolls onto his CHIN.  that he also becomes painfully aware of the presence of  another in the room.

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    the storm that rages outside is music to frankie’s exhausted ears. once upon a time it would have scared her, but the heavy, rhythmic pitter-patter of rain against windows is now more calming than frightening. it drowns out the sound of drag races, rumbles, and, apparently, the sound of the front door slamming against its hinges. it’s not until he shouts that she suspects anything out of the ordinary, bolting completely upright with a startled yelp.  ‘  soda ... ‘  mouth opens, then closes, then opens once more       she doesn’t want to interfere with his personal business, but he doesn’t look like he’s in the mood to handle it by himself.  ‘  what happened?  ‘

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@scuthsidesoc IS TORTURING ME WITH SOMEONE FREE ME FROM THIS HELL 

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IM GOING TO THE STORE TO BUY 100% DARRY MILK

F CUK YOU HANNAH IM LAUGHING MY ASS OFF RN ITS 4 IN THE MORNING HOW D ARE U

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