Pure, unadulterated smut *This story has been written over the span of about 3 years so far (I'm writing this on Aug. 29th, 2018) The writing from the first few chapters is my early stuff, and you see the progression of my skill as I go on. Unfortunately, it never gets good. Thanks for giving me a shot lmao*

Shattered. Broken. Empty. Insecure. Stupid. Blameful. This is how I'm feeling these days. My two best buddies are dead. And it's all my fault. No one can help me. I won't let anyone help me. I'll feel this way forever. And never let myself forget, that I'm to blame. I'm the reason for my buddies death. And there's nothing I nor anyone else, can do about it that will make me think otherwise. Ever.

Just some imagines for the outsiders (: In process of editing** may take a while**

I thought it would be fun to give the gang more information, please note I don't own the outsiders S.E Hinton does

dirty imagines I take requests.