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@switchblades-and-sunsets
Matt Dillon
80s heartthrobs
C Thomas Howell
80s heartthrobs
Emilio Estevez & Matt Dillon in ‘Tex’ (1982)
WHY IS THIS HOT WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
dude when I first watched this, i thought it was so cool how Johnny eats. like he stuffs his mouth and then he’s like drinking. no one understand tho
I DONT UNDERSTAND THAT LIKE YOURE PUTTING LIQUID IN YOUR MOUTH WHILE THERE IS STILL CHUNKS OF FOOD IN THERE ISNT THAT DISGUSTING I MEAN SWALLOW YOUR FOOD AND ENJOY THAT AND THEN ENJOY THE TASTE OF YOUR DRINK BUT DONT MIX THEM TOGETHER YOU TOASTER STRUDEL
but its SO COOL HOW HE DOES IT. SOUNDS DISGUSTING. BUT LOOK AT HIM EATING.
no problem
Curtis bros.
you know that time of year where all the middle schoolers finally read the outsiders and ur just like yes the cycle has started once again
sylvia muttering “gringos” under her breath when she goes to the curtis house/buck’s
Cherry Valance Aesthetic:
Boy, she was good-looking. I’d seen her before; she was a cheerleader at our school. I’d always thought she was stuck-up.
“It’s a shame you can’t ride bull half as good as you can talk it.”
Imagine Your crush Steve gets jealous when Dally flirts with you.
Imagine Steve Randle a Soc.
Rob Lowe
Before Dallas had passed, the nights after a rumble were your favorite. When it’d be time for you and Dallas to go to bed, he’d always find himself wrapped around you with his fingertips rubbing softly up and down your arm. It wasn’t for yourself as much as it was for his own. It kept him tied down to earth, calmed his soul. It was the only instance you’d ever find him doing it, but it was nice all the same. You wouldn’t dare tell him that though, because you knew he’d stop as soon as you did. It was one of the things you missed most about him.