I am a greaser, a JD, and a hood.
I wonder why Steve's nose is so big.
I hear the gunshots.
I see the church fire.
I want a cigarette.
I am a greaser, a JD, and a hood.I pretend I'm in Tulsa, OK., 1965.
I feel sympathy for the gang.
I touch the pencil I'm writing with.
I worry for the Curtis brothers.
I cry when Johnny and Dally die.
I am a greaser, a JD, and a hood.I understand the meaning of "Stay Gold".
I say, "Do it for Johnny."
I dream for Ponyboy to have peaceful nights.
I try to use my head.
I hope to always stay gold.
I am a greaser, a JD, and a hood.~ TJ
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The Outsiders Headcanons/Short Stories [COMPLETED]
FanfictionI saw a few of these on Wattpad and decided to make my own. It's basically just headcanons and short, random stories and everyone's favorite greasers. It's also going to be some random moments people in the Outsiders fandom usually experience and st...