It’s Crazy How Much They Don’t Care That I Won’t Come Back. They Pushed Me To Leave. It’s Not

to anyone under the age of eighteen who has seen the outsiders musical how did y'all work it out with your parents/guardians because i wanna go see it so bad while its still the og cast on bway but likeee idk how to convince them it'd be worth it, especially since I haven't gotten the opportunity yet to see a BROADWAY show specifically as someone who grew up telling everyone I knew that i'd be on Broadway someday.

anyways mb so that was actually kinda a rant and I'm kinda being extra but still-

YOYOYO CHECK IT OUT

Pretty please 😊

💔💗🧡

Mwah :3

lowkey you should have a go fund me for the miraculous purpose of coming here fr. Be an exchange student except you exchange with no one and you stay here w me frfr again a jas hug could fix my problems fr.

mwah ly pookie wooky schnooky bear ❤️

Hehehehehehehehehehehe

I should be happy. I’m performing theatre for people after yearning to do so and even though I thought yet again it would be different and I would feel actually close to people, seemingly I’ll always be that extra girl in a “friendship” and always be embarrassing myself. But I can’t cry to someone and tell them how I feel because I would feel bad cause it’s really not something they should have to deal with. But god, I never thought that I’d feel more alone surrounded by a whole bunch of people than I do in the silence of my room.

I hope you’re happy. I hope you’re fucking happy. I hope you’re happy that you burned out my passion. I hope youre happy that you made the last few months of my life hell. I hope you’re happy that you let me be alone. I hope you’re happy that you made me feel so bad about myself. I hope you’re happy that you led me to the edge and convinced me to jump. You better be happy.

I went through with it, not that you care. I bet you wanted me gone. Even after all these years I’ve known you, you still know nothing about me. I’ll never be talented. I’ll never be someone you rely on. We will never be close. You will never believe in me. You will never care. I’ll always be that extra wheel. You don’t care what happens. You won’t miss me. And I wish that didn’t fucking hurt. I hope you know that I cared, I wanted to be close, I wanted to be reliable, I wanted to be known. I wanted to be someone.

I had such bigger plans. I had goals. And now because of you I’ll never get to check them off of my bucket list. Maybe I’ll find people that care like that someday but I’ll always think about how it could’ve been you. I’ll always think of what could’ve been. I hope I made the right decision but it’s not like you’ll try to persuade me to stay. You couldn’t even see anything in me that was worth anything. And you were so so mean for no reason. When all I wanted was to not be left out. Sticking out like a sore thumb all the time.

How crazy it is for something to make you wish for the bare minimum of happiness. And I hope you’re fucking happy. Cause then, at least one of us is.

Sincerely,

the girl you’ve hurt time and time again

when it’s not pretend and they’re as plastic as they come 🚩🚩🚩

when they think their shit don’t stink and think the rest of us are dumb 🚩🚩🚩

when they don’t comprehend that they should have the guts to not pretend to be my friend 🚩🚩🚩

(no it’s fINEEEEE—)

Shame on me for thinking anything would ever be different.

As promised for @fandomkingdom18 we are focring Ponyboy to repeat the worst time of his life until the universe deems it is sufficiently fixed!

I hope it is different enough to not be identical to Emily_F6, but similar enough to be exactly what you're looking for.

Yk what hell yea

Honestly, I'm tired of this