“The reason I’m living is you”

FIRST OF ALL EMMA SIGNED MY FREAKING PAINTING AND I GAVE HER A DRAWING OF HER AND SHE SAID I WAS REALLY GOOD AT ART EMMA I LOVE YOU

-i saw JPC!darrel and he was soooooooo good like his acting was convincing and hes such a cutie patootie

- TWO BITS SCREAM WHEN BEV BURNT HIM KILLED ME I WAS CRYING SO BAD (i was crying so bad for most of the show i think the ppl around me were fed up)

- HOW DID THEY CATCH THE GREASE PERFECTLY EVERY FREAKING TIME LIEK HOWWWWW

- Two bit is so cutie and hes lowkey my fav ngl (HOW COULD BEV BURN HIM LIKE THAT MY BABYYY)

- i'm pretty sure alex was crying during little brother someone tell me if i'm wrong i could barely see through my own tears

- HOW ARE PPL NOT SOBBING WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE LIKE GUYS TELL ME YOUR HEARTLESS WITHOUT TELLING ME YOUR HEARTLESS

thats all i can remember BYE 👹

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO,

- ALEX SOUNDED SO GOOD LIKE DAYM YOU FILLED THAT ROLE BADDDIIIEEEE

-PEOPLE WERE LAUGHING AT THE WORST TIMES PEIOLE WERE LAUGHING WHEN DARRY HIT PONY ARE WE SERIOUS

Sky Lakota Lynch (dear Evan Hansen)

Daryl Tofa (mean girls)

Brent Comer (spring awakening

Jason Schmidt (urinetown)

And I knew what had to be done

I love them more than words can describe.

I’ve drawn her once or twice!! Here’s one I did of her for my moot Vincent, not sure if I posted this on tumblr

Chapter 1: Johnnys always had been there for me. He saved my life more times than I could count. But who had been saving him? I had remembered johnny running around with these boys... they called themselves "greasers"? At least that's what I think. He always pressured me to stay out of trouble and what not even though he ended up killing a kid, what a hypocrite am I right. Who was I kidding I miss him. On one extra bad day I needed a break from my own home so i decided to walk to the Nightly Double drive in. While the movie was nothing special i did meet another girl around my age. I didn't catch her real name but she said she goes by Little Bit. She didn't talk much, shes seen too much happen to people who run their mouths. And just like that the movie was over, i didn't catch the end because of Tim Shepard having an all out brawl with this other boy, I think his name was Paul. I caught him staring at me puzzled for a while, but only if i knew what that meant then. On my way home I stopped in the empty lot where my brother used to hang out. I walked over to a slab of concrete at the back of the lot, it looked like there was some sort of red stain on it. Then I hear a car pull up. Red, 1967 mustang i believe. Four guys jumped out, one of them seemed to have rings like my brother told me after he got jumped. I finally realized whats going on but it was too late to run, they had already surrounded me. One of the boys grabbed a hold of me and whispered "you're the sister of that rotten greaser who killed our friend." He went on and on cursing me out until he continued with " you know what we do to hood's sisters who kill our friend, we give em the same treatment Bob got." I had so many thoughts racing through my head, i don't remember which one but one pulled out a 6 inch switchblade like the one my brother had killed a boy with. At this point they had me on the ground holding a rag in my mouth. I was scared to death they could kill me any second. They started talking about how I was a no good hood or something like that but i didn't care, all i could think was I might end up with Johnny. The bigger of the four held me down while the others just went to town slugging me left and right. I tried to get up but he was at least twice my weight. I saw one of them place the blade right on my neck and I thought "surely i'm dead." They got some pretty good hits then stopped. "So greaser what'll it be, we kill you like he killed Bob" I had no reason to live in Tulsa anyways, after Johnny died sadness and pain was all that I knew. I wished they would have just killed me already I was in so much pain mentally and physically. Just then they all scattered like little mice. I tried to see what was happening but my eyes were too swollen to even open. I heard someone yell "jesus christ look at the kid." I recognized the voice from the many times johnny would come home with someone. I felt like i was about to cry I could tell they noticed. They all were awkwardly standing around me for a long few seconds before any of them spoke. The biggest one spoke first. "Are you alright kid" i tried to respond but i could even speak. All i could do was lay there helpless, i was scared to death man. I mean what else do you expect after getting the life beat out of you.