gatsby: hey i just met you
gatsby: and this is crazy
gatsby: but i'm going to spend most of my life and wealth in an attempt to pursue you for your stunning vapidness and the warped image of yourself created in my mind as a precursor to my eventual fall
gatsby: so call me maybe
"It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never moved."
- V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic (via flentes)
I’m so plain and dull. My entire life, there hasn’t ever been anything remarkable about me. I am not beautiful, nor do I have any special talents. Everything I do is so average. There’s nothing memorable about me.
Do you ever feel that way?
63% on my algebra exam.
-shoots self-
