Does anyone remember the film "The Outsiders?" I was 12 when it came on HBO for the first time...I was 12 when I first discovered how wonderful bad boys really are. Oh, boys with long hair and bad attitudes...sign me up!!! I was totally in love with Johnny. Oh, and Sodapop. "I gotta brother named Sodapop. Even says so on his birth certificate."
And thanks to the quiet, misunderstood greaser, Ponyboy, I discovered Robert Frost poetry. And I learned the valuable lesson that although you may be guilty of killing a Soc in cold blood, if your heart is filled with poetry and a love of clouds and colors...you're not all bad.
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I love you! I didn't want to post this weird video on myspace, so check out my blog. I came across it in December on John Mayer's blog. I hope it makes you smile.
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