the wooden bench/table
the corridors
ice cold beer
i kept looking out for u, what an idiot.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us.
It eluded us then, but that's no matter-
tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further...And one fine morning -
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
F.Scott Fitgerald, The Great Gatsby
It eluded us then, but that's no matter-
tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further...And one fine morning -
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
F.Scott Fitgerald, The Great Gatsby
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