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 not...
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
