Boreas

she/they I write fanfics for free

[joanie-girl]

People framing Darry as this big bad evil abuser for hitting Ponyboy once.🫩🫩

who hasn’t beat their SIBLINGS at LEAST once

[xanaxfarts]

[kosmogrl]

[unicornhornjerker]

Hi are we no longer y/n if so i will shoot you fat sloppy horn

as this is the last day of school and you sent me this on the first of June gonna mis you gang and no you are my y/n 4ever bro don't think otherwise ( were so niche and cool) I hate my chud life

HAGS for FAGS

[unicornhornjerker]

I hate my wife

i hate my wife i hate my wife i hate my wife i hate my wife i hate my wife i hate my wife i hate my wife . i hope she dies die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die i like to hit her she likes it i hate her die die die die die you fat pig whore nasty cunt

i love you

[flowery15677]

Dallas and Johnny Icing trend! This took me awhile to edit , but I hope y'all like it. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

[ourslutfactory]

Kiss me with your darkest desires

[tgirl-tamag0tchi]

Blood looks hot and feels good running down my skin… this better not awaken something in me…

[reasons-to-not-end-it]

REASON TO NOT END IT:

"because if I die the scars on my arms will define me."

-☁️🌙

#692

[loveridden1999]

top 3 hobbies for young adults:

1. borrowing misery from future

2. carrying grief of the past

3. agonizing over the present

[loveridden1999]

[ceruleanheaven]

brought nothing to the gun fight. whatever man

[flowery15677]

Dallas and Johnny Icing trend! This took me awhile to edit , but I hope y'all like it. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

[ozempicofficial]

[daredevildally]

So Ponyboy is spring, right? The young, the green, the unpredictably moody. The sunset and the reeds and the bare feet splashing through the riverbed. Jeans and cigarette smoke. Warm later but for now, the morning is cold. The closest thing to new life this old city's seen in years.

And obviously Johnny is fall. Jackets and scuffed shoes, loose candy wrappers and deserted playgrounds. Daybreak and silent chills, hot cocoa and whispers, real quiet, but always there. Halfway to dying since the day he was born but it's not like he didn't see it coming.

Then, I think Dallas is summer. Stray sparks from rocks and metal scraps. Rattling car doors down the interstate with the sunroof open. Bass notes crawling up your spine. Hot, liquor drinking nights and shut in, playing card days. Sweat and spit out gum, broken glass on familiar sidewalks chalk used to cover. Burned bright, and gone sooner rather than later, though everyone wished it'd have stuck around just a little longer.

[stardustshadesz]

i have such a love-hate relationship with my scars wahhh

[stella-123-67]

oh, the urge to just grab the bl@de and slice the veins in my wrist, go to sleep, and never wake up again.. it would be so peaceful..