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those eyes
It seemed like there wasn’t much of an escape at this point.
The endless screaming. The slamming of doors at 2 am. The clinking of alcohol bottles. The drunken apologies. The slaps across my face.
It was a cage. The house was a cage. And I was their little pet. Actually, I think pets get treated better. At least they get positive attention.
But there was something I always thought about to ease the pain. The physical and mental pain.
Those icy blue eyes. Able to charm anyone, yet they seemed to enchant me. I was mesmerised.
While I took several blows to the face, I would close my eyes and imagine those eyes. The eyes that were the colour of the ice crystals I saw sometimes. It didn’t really need to be winter when it was winter all year in those eyes.
I could get lost in them. Sledding, making snowmen, opening my mouth to catch the small ice crystals falling from the sky. It was my drug. Those eyes. Sure, I smoked cigarettes, but nothing did the job better than taking a trip through his eyes.
I bared the pain. It was easy at this point. I’d try my best to hide the scars and scratches with my jacket or covering them up with millions of excuses and little white lies. But what no one knew was that those eyes were my escape. Escape from everything. Escape from reality. Escape from the life that I really didn’t want to be living.
(bet you couldn’t tell who this short one shot was about, huh? oh and sorry this is so bad...took me about 5-10 minutes but I was listening to a song that inspired me so here you are)
Heathers (1989)
Suicide gave Heather depth, Kurt a soul, and Ram a brain. I don’t know what it’s given me, but I have no control over myself when I’m with J.D. Are we going to prom or to hell?
Send one of these "The Outsiders" to my ask!
Darry: Do you think you take things too seriously?
Sodapop: Do you consider yourself genuinely happy?
Ponyboy: What's your favorite book?
Dallas: Describe the last time you got in trouble.
Johnny: Have you ever been bullied before?
Cherry: Describe your last relationship.
Two-Bit: Do you have a close group of friends?
Marcia: What do you think is the most attractive thing about the opposite sex?
Randy: Do you think you trust people too easily?
Bob: Have you ever done anything reckless?
Tim: Have you ever been in a physical fight?
Curly: Do you have any siblings?
Buck: Have you ever been to a rodeo?
Windrixville: Do you go to church?
DX: Do you have a job?
Dingo: Where's your favorite place to hang out?
Stay gold: What do you consider your best feature?
Mickey Mouse: What's your favorite cartoon?
Switchblade: Describe your last injury.
Madras: What's your favorite ting to wear?
Mustang: What kind of car do you drive?
Dairy Queen: What's your favorite restaurant?
Beer: Have you ever gotten really drunk?
if you’re gonna unfollow me you’ll have to go through
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My name is [Dan]
[Dan]
I LOVE
Okay this is the stupidest thing but I just imagined Two-Bit making ASMR videos oh my god -whispering- "This is *strokes blade* my trusty *tapping handle* switchblade. *closes it* I use it *picks up beer bottle* to scare people and open my *taps bottle* beers."
i love when people say that sexuality is a choice because we all know that if it was, nobody would like boys
tyler: im gonna make eggs for breakfast
clique: its a metaphor. tyler feels as if you have to be broken in order to show who you really are. so poetic.
tyler: im literally just making eggs
clique: |-/
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