#bowerspunk

[a-genuinely-spooky-kid-blog]

@bowerspunk / cont. from (x)

“Y’heard me.”

He just sat there------then, after a few seconds, he doubled over and started laughing hysterically.

[blondefists-blog]

@bowerspunk liked.

❝ We can’t go, tell Henry no. Dad found out I was sneaking around with Bill and you were bringing Peter over. He threw a fit aaand now we’re both housebound until he pulls the stick out of his ass. ❞

[a-genuinely-spooky-kid-blog]

@bowerspunk  / cont. from (x)

He just snorted.

“You’re a fuckin’ whore.”

[mcmjokes-blog]

@bowerspunk

Ah, fuck. It was Sticky Vic, the name he earned that one time Richie had the nerve to balance syrup on the top door to the science classroom and he had just been unfortunate enough to open it all the way, resulting in a mess courtesy of Aunt Jemima. Everyone had howled with laughter. Everyone but Victor. 

Sticky Vic! Sticky Vic! They chanted over and over, fanning the flames of the anger of the Bowers gang bully. 

[wiinstons]

"Sorry, but why the hell would anybody come to Derry of their own free will?" || bowerspunk

to say that dallas came all the way out to derry by choice was debatable. after johnny’s death… he had no idea what the hell to do. or where to go. he knew that we wouldn’t be able to handle staying in tulsa from that day on. he didn’t have anyone outside the curtis’ gang to contact, other than an old pal from new york. derry, maine was where dally’s old friend went off to. he didn’t look back or even care to think about ponyboy, two-bit, soda, or the rest of the guys… he hopped on every train that would lead him closer and closer to that town. 

most would think he would run off to windrixville, at least the gang would. but dally knew that they would all go there to find him. he wanted nothing to do with tulsa anymore. if johnny is no longer gonna be there… he isn’t EITHER. 

         ❝ there are places that i’ve been to that are helluva lot worse, KID. ❞

( vic. )