Romeo: Why Aren't There Friend Pick Up Lines? Pick Up Lines To Make Friends Like-

Soda: Hey are we- stop screaming, its just me- are we out of cereal?

Pony: I'M IN THE SHOWER!!!!

Soda: Okay.... but are we out of cereal?

You know that dally would be a super senior. I can def see him "guess who?????" "Where my hug at????"

JoJo's nightly prayer was usually a comforting sound to Elmer. He may not be religious himself, but the soft murmur of his best friend's voice as he prayed lulled him to sleep most nights.

Not tonight, though. Tonight the sound distressed him.

Jack wasn't on the roof, even he had enough sense to sleep inside when it was cold. So Elmer slipped down from his bunk and crept over to the window, scuttling up the ladder. He wasn't allowed on the roof without one of the older boys, according to Jack, but right now Elmer didn't care what Jack did or didn't allow.

"Um... hullo, God. Or Jesus. Whichever of you are listening." He didn't kneel, or clasp his hands, but he did lift his head to stare up at the big white moon, faintly through the wispy clouds.

"I know JoJo's praying at the moment, and you should listen to him, but I hope one'a you can listen to me." He paused, trying to collect his thoughts.

"Romeo's dad came by again today. He scares me- not as much as he scares Romeo, 'course. Mush scared him off 'fore Kloppman even got to the door though. An' Sniper's dad came by yesterday. I dunno why Sniper keeps going home when he hurts him like that. That's what I wanted to ask you; why d'you let people hurt other people?"

A particularly sharp gust of wind bit at his bare arms. JoJo would probably say it was a Sign, that he was asking questions he shouldn't, but Elmer was tired of the questions building up inside him.

"Why- why did you let Mr. Wiesel an' the Delanceys and the police hurt us during the strike? Why did you let Mr. Pulitzer and Hearst raise their prices, when you must know how we live?" His voice was trembling now, increasing in volume unintentionally, "Why'd JoJo get sent on a ship here alone over a war that never even happened- n-not that I'm not happy he's here, but he doesn't know how to find his parents! Half my friends can't be with their family for one reason or 'nother, an' the other half are terrified of them! Why d'you let that happen? Why did you let my mama send me away? I don't know what I did wrong!"

Elmer was shouting now, his cheeks damp and vision blurred with tears. He didn't even realise. Someone was speaking to him, although he couldn't make out what they were saying. He felt warm, safe arms suddenly wrap around him, pulling him close against someone's chest and turning his face away from the moon.

The moon gave no answer to his questions, and neither did anyone else.

This is amazing

throwback to when i made these sick ass newsies shoes in middle school

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PONYBOY!!!!

Sorry I just went and spammed a ton a yas I'm low key just trying to follow all 24 people in the newsies fandom on tumblr rn lol

Davey: Wait. Where's Jack? He loves this game.

Crutchie: I thought Albert invited him.

Race: I thought Finch invited him.

Finch: I thought Spot invited him.

Spot: I never invite him.

Jack, tearing up the room: Where are they?

Jack, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children?

Jack: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.

here’s a picture of jeremy jordan that you haven’t seen before because i took it TONIGHT. because i saw him LIVE.

Pony: There's no way he likes me back.

Johnny: Curly would throw himself in front of a moving car for you.

Pony: Curly would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun.