Pookies. I just got my shit rocked after watching my local high school production of the outsiders. OK so I read the book in class and it was really good, after that I cried a bit and then after that, I bitched and moaned and whined about how horribly sad this book is, and now I am bitching and moaning and crying about how horribly sad the play was to watch, after like, knowing all of the scenes that happened in between what they put on . I cried twice .
OK, but they did Dallas so dirty not including his death scene. I’m sobbing. WAUUAGAHHFHF
Stay gold pony boy, stay gold 
SOBBANNNGGG waaaAAAAAAH. BANG JUST LIKE WHEN DALLAS FUCKING DIED.
im so emotionally wrecked what
SO ANYWAYYYY IM LISTENING TO THE MUSICAL THEN WATCHING THE MOVIE K BAIYEEE
[ignore any and all grammatical errors, i wrote most of this using voice to text]
