Ive Been Thinking About It, And That Poem, That Guy That Wrote It. He Meant Youre Gold When Youre A Kid.

I’ve been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it. He meant you’re gold when you’re a kid. Like green. When you’re a kid everything’s new. Dawn. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That’s gold. Keep it that way, it’s a good way to be. I want you to ask Dally to look at one, I don’t think he’s ever seen a sunset. There’s still lots of good in the world.

The Outsiders (1983) dir. Francis Ford Coppola

idk who y/n is but she a thot

oh to wear a knife strapped against my thigh beneath a silk dress

made this while watching revenge of the sith

"You said forever, now I drive alone past your street...."

-photos are not mine