Why Do You Like Fights Darry~ponyboy He

It's Okay. We Aren't In The Same Class. Just Don't Forget That Some Of Us Watch The Sunset Too.

You Get Tough Like Me And You Don't Get Hurt. You Look Out For Yourself And Nothin' Can Touch You.

Suddenly It Wasn't Only A Personal Thing To Me. I Could Picture Hundreds And Hundreds Of Boys Living On The Wrong Sides Of Cities, Boys With Black Eyes Who Jumped At Their Own Shadows. Hundreds Of Boys Who Maybe Watched Sunsets And Looked At Stars And Ached For Something Better. I Could See Boys Going Down Under Street Lights Because They Were Mean And Tough And Hated The World, And It Was Too Late To Tell Them That There Was Still Good In It, And They Wouldn't Believe You If You Did.

He Sure Put Things Into Words Good.

Nothing Sparkly Can Stay.