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I need money so I can commission writing artists who love the outsiders to write one of my 7 OCS (or me) living life meeting a greaser and then dating them cuz LORD I AM OBSESSED I keep watching it every night reading and listening too and I've been like this since I was in middle school IM GRADUATING YALL. GRADUATING.

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It's just the truth

tumblr friendships are hard to maintain like im sorry i know i havent talked to you in 5 months but you’re still super rad and i still consider us friends im just dumb

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Fucking sobbing rn omg 🥺 💔

Hows it going after all the problems

Uh…it’s goin’. I guess.

Soda ain’t doin’ too hot after everything plus Sandy, and I’m not doin’ too hot either. Soda keeps talking about driving out to Florida to visit Sandy, even though she’s made it real clear she ain’t into seein’ him any time soon…and man, he’s been starting more fights. I’m no girl or nothin’, I’m always down for a fight, but…y’know…he’s never been so…volatile before, I guess. He keeps gettin’ hurt, too. It uh…it freaks me out to tell ya the truth. Uh don’t tell Darry I said that about the fight thing, I promised Soda I’d keep it from Darry.

I’m kinda worried about Ponyboy too to tell ya the truth, the kid’s head was always in the clouds but now it seems like it’s in outer space sometimes. He’s not getting rough like Soda has been…least not very. I mean, more than he was. But he still…he still cares, and all. I didn’t know how much it would matter to me, that the kid still…cares. But he left school without shoes the other day too though…so like…I worry about his brain. And Jesus, there was that week where he wouldn’t believe Johnny was gone- God. It was…it was a lot. It’s been a lot.

I’m doing…I don’t even know how I’m doing, man.

I stole Dal’s St. Christopher from the funeral home, been wearin’ it under my shirt. I guess it shoulda gone to someone closer to him, like Shepard or Sylvia, be we was pretty close too. And anyhow, ain’t my fault I beat them to it. Two-Bit took Dal’s rings, said they was payment for his switchblade, but he said it in that way where it seems like he’s just joking so that he don’t cry instead…

I’ve been crying a lot lately. It’s so damn stupid.

I’ve probably been bein a shit boyfriend, but Evie’s stuck by me, which means a whole lot. I’m gonna marry her someday if she lets me. I swear to God I am.

I miss Dally and Johnny. I keep lookin’ for them, expectin’ to see them places, and then they ain’t there. I dunno why that always shocks me, seein’ they ain’t there, but it does.

My old man came to their funeral with me. That’s the first time I cried in front of him without him gettin’ mad at me in a real long time. But he didn’t…he hugged me. Like I was some dumb little kid.

Holy hell, I didn’t know how much I missed that.

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They say I ain't southern but then I go to school when our showers pipes frozen n get asked how I don't stink and I say "I took a sink bath?* And they're confused and judged me SMH ik it ain't southern right?!

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Hey! Please don't say the word sch!zo unless you have a schizospectrum disorder, it is a slur!/nm /gen

Hey! please don't go anonymous if you're going to try and educate me! .... it's not a slur...and I do have schizophrenia and my dad does too anyways? I have paranoid schizophrenia and I get ur not tryna be rude or anything, but it's genuinely not a slur and can be used as a simple term, how old ..are you anyways? that's crazy that you go to my mouthwashing post just to genuinely scold me in a nice way over that NO ONE and I mean no one was offended until you came along?? and yes I seem passive aggressive sorry I'm not good at emotions on typing "Schizo" is derived from the Greek word "schizein," meaning "to split" or "to part". The Greek root "schizo-" is used to form words related to the concept of "split," including "schizophrenic," which was first coined by Swiss psychiatrist Eugen Bleuler to describe the condition of schizophrenia. Schizo adjective (MENTALLY ILL)having or relating to the medical condition of schizophrenia: My mother's current diagnosis is schizo affective disorder, bipolar type.

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TW SA MENTIONS CALLING OUT MY SAER WHO MADE ME BECOME HOMESCHOOLED

They go by talon they're 17 and their tiktok is kraanglover!

Theyce done this to me and my best friend. They've grabbed my chest. And my ass. And my thighs and have made butcher jokes abt my sh. They were caught with proof and confronted and created a fake story abt me to make them seem innocent. I don't like physical contact and have smacked them multiple times for touching my face etc. they know I'd never even threaten such things but they claimed it to someone who barely knew me bc they knew they wouldn't know abt my hatred for sexual touch. My discord used to be Nathan explosion and I have confronted them multiple times. I believe I've gathered enough evidence to out them. The insta/messenger messages are not me, left is talon the abuser, right is someone who was trying to get more info

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Haha IDK HOW TO RESPOND

Sometimes I feel like Deku ngl

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That doesnt help the autism allegations, damnit I used to name myself glam from metal family-

Sometimes I feel like Deku ngl

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Benjamin "Bug" Jaegers low life

warnings: alcohol, hints of racism, fighting, violence, murder?? abuse and spoilers to the outsiders book.

Benjamin was always known around town as the devil’s child. That’s what they called him, mostly behind his back, but sometimes even right to his face. He could never really figure out if it was the way he looked or just what people assumed about him, but it always felt like there was something about him that made people uneasy. Maybe it was the way his skin was so pale, so white it almost glowed under the sun. Or maybe it was his eyes—those strange, grey-purple eyes, like a storm cloud that never quite passed. People couldn’t look him in the eye for too long. It made them uncomfortable, and in a town like Tulsa, Oklahoma, where things were already tense, it didn’t help that Benjamin was different. And his mom? Well, she was black. In 1965, that was a hard combination to deal with. With the civil rights movement stirring up all kinds of trouble, things were already divided enough, and Benjamin seemed to exist in some kind of gray area. He was allowed to attend school with the white kids, but no one ever guessed the full story. Benjamin didn’t look like the other black kids, so they didn’t know he had that blood in him. They just saw someone different—maybe an oddity, maybe just another misfit. But that was enough to get by. He was almost grateful for it. At least he didn’t have to deal with the kind of hate that the other black kids did. No one suspected what he was. If they knew—if they knew he was albino and black—he probably wouldn’t have lasted a day. The thought of it made him shiver. He didn’t want to end up like Johnny, that poor kid down the road. Johnny hadn’t made it out of the town alive, and Benjamin wasn’t sure he’d fare any better. Johnny had burned and died, that's all he knew, some boy forgotten in his death, and Benjamin couldn’t help but think the same could happen to him. People used to wonder why he was still in high school at the age of 19. Benjamin didn’t have an answer for them, except the truth: life had a way of tripping him up. He had been held back a few times—more than a few—and it wasn’t because he was dumb. He had the brains to get through it, but life just kept getting in the way. When he was about 9, his mom passed away from cancer. That was the first big blow, the first thing that knocked him flat on his back. He couldn’t focus on school, couldn’t care about anything but the fact that his world had gone from normal to a wreck in a heartbeat. His dad? Well, his dad took up drinking and driving as a hobby. It wasn’t long before Benjamin was held back for the first time. That wasn’t a surprise. The year his mom died was the year his dad started showing up drunk at home more and more. And the next year? Same thing. Benjamin got held back again. And this time, it was even worse. His dad had driven drunk and hit a mother and child. Killed them both instantly. DUI manslaughter, they called it. His dad went away for a long time, and Benjamin was left alone, left with the mess his father had made. He didn’t have anyone, not really. That’s when he ended up moving in with his aunt. She wasn’t the warm, loving type. She was a hothead with a bad temper. And she hated his dad. Hated him with everything she had. And Benjamin? Well, she hated him too. He was a constant reminder of everything she couldn’t stand. She made it clear to him every day, reminding him how much of a mistake he was. He never felt at home there, but there was no other place to go. He didn’t have a choice. Still,

somehow, he managed to make it through. He wasn’t dead yet, at least. That was about the only thing he could hold onto. By the time Benjamin was a teenager, he had learned how to fight. He wasn’t good at school, wasn’t good at making friends, but he could throw a punch. And when things got heated, when someone decided to take a swing at him or make fun of him, he didn’t hesitate to throw one right back. He wasn’t afraid of it, either. If the fight got too bad, he’d pull a knife just to make sure he wasn’t going down without a fight. Life had been rough, but it had made him tough. And he didn’t know how to do anything else. He wasn’t going to back down, no matter what. As the years went on, Benjamin got older. He moved out, trying to find some sense of freedom, trying to carve out something that felt like a life. But the streets were cold, unforgiving. He drank more than he should have, fought whenever he had the chance, and ended up living in places that weren’t exactly homes—just shelters or alleys, places where he could sleep, even if it was just for a few hours. The world didn’t care about him, and he had made peace with that. It was rough, but it was what he knew. He spent his nights wandering the streets, trying to forget about all the things that had happened. The things that had led him here. But no matter how much he drank, no matter how many fights he got into, none of it ever really felt like it fixed anything. One night, Benjamin made a decision. It wasn’t a smart decision, not by any means, but it was the kind of decision you make when you’ve had enough and you stop caring about the consequences. He was drunk, as usual, and he decided to steal a car. He didn’t even think twice about it. He just saw it there, and the impulse kicked in. He jumped in, started it up, and took off. He didn’t care where he was going. He didn’t care that the cops were already chasing him. He just wanted to go. But as he sped through the streets, something went wrong. He didn’t see the bridge. The car hit the guardrail, and before he could even react, it was off the edge. He couldn’t stop it. The car plunged into the water, and Benjamin went down with it, helpless against the weight of it all. The cold water hit him like a punch in the gut, and for a moment, he thought maybe this was it—maybe this was how it would end. It was too cold, too dark, and there was no way to get out. He sank deeper, and that was the end. The last thing he ever felt was the water, pulling him down, drowning him in the mistakes he’d made. In the end, Benjamin was just another lost soul. Another person who had been too broken by life to make it out alive. Another kid from a town that didn’t care.

sry ik this sucks im not a writer hehehe

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I don't like mha nor do I like anime but I'm too much abt the characters I was giving off present mic vibes back in 5th grade (I still act like him on accident) but in 5th grade on the playground id scream trying to sound like him

I for one am not autism ....I don't think

Sometimes I feel like Deku ngl

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bro keeps updating his acc hopinh ppl engage fuckin cringe fag dude

Uhm?

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About bug!

Bug is 6 foot, awkward and quiet. But won't hesitate to get loud if someone pisses him off. He's not those shy quiets he more so just doesn't have shit to say so he doesn't speak but when he is spoken to he awkwardly responds because as I said before he doesn't have shit to say.

He's 19 and interested in either two but my beloved or Darry don't ask me to pick

His mom is black and his dad white he was born albino in Tulsa Oklahoma. His dad is in prison for a hit n run and his mom died of cancer. Hes lived with his aunt since he was 10 and will constantly be seen with a black eye due to fighting with ppl

Sorry idk how to write abt characters too well haha

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Me when my OC Benjamin "bug" Jaeger

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IK this acc isnt for mouth washing but like

Think sbt it

Swanseas right eye, gone, daisukes right eye? Gone. Curlys right eye? Gone. Anya? Both of her eyes intact. And I'm pretty sure Jimmy's eyes were also intact. SWANSEA DAISUKE AND CURLY TURNED A BLIND EYEEEEE TO WHAT WAS HAPPENING BETWEEN ANYA AND JIMMY YALL PLZ IM NOT A SCHIZO IDK MUCH ABT THE GAME PLZ

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Hmmm

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Teehee this is so okay to post on a public app without therapy!!! At least put a trigger warning on it you obvious 13 yr old. JFC

How I know you're a kid? YOU DONT KNOW WHAT GROOMING IS. dally and Johnny are the same age and Johnny is obviously not gonna be "too innocent to know" it's like saying Darry is a twink who smokes GTFO pmo like this

You also don't know your a and an apart, use the excuse you're mentally ill, and sexualize your mental illness without shame. I'm mentally ill and have hypersexual dark thoughts that are real but do I squeal to the world? No. Bc I know it's wrong and I'm not an attention seeking 11-13 yr old kid who barely knows what half the things they claim are.

dally has definitely raped and groomed Johnny before and Johnnys to innocent to know>_<

Gahh my babies I love ‘em:3