They grew up on the outside of society. They weren’t looking for a fight. They were looking to belong.


~ Requested by Anon.


~ Requested by Anon.

reblogging all things i’ve sent to the outsiders bucketlist page. enjoy.

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

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I am a fan of The Outsiders, both the book by S.E. Hinton and the film done by Francis Coppola.