We are the denouement of time.
The awkward conversational pentagon between myself, my best friend, a random fifty year old who started hitting on us, his gold digging sister with a ring on her finger the size of Rhode Island, and an off duty shirtless cop basically made the rest of my life.
When teenage girls (who have never read the book which is totally okay but also worth mentioning) go and see the Great Gatsby and come back raging about how they need someone like Jay in their lives.
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Oh goodness this is a loaded question. I have about as many half finished novels as there are fish in the sea. I have one about a doctor, two historical fiction pieces, one about a southern woman, and another about an epidemic. Mainly I work on the two historical fiction pieces, one about a spy of the English king during the Napoleonic Wars and one about Alexander the Great and his life.
I do, one day, plan on writing one all the way through. But I also am ethically against forcing writing. So I’m taking it as it comes.
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I am straight, but this might just be because I’ve never met a girl I was attracted to in that sense. I’m open minded. Sexuality is fluid, I respect myself enough to follow whatever path I want to follow.
She gathered up a bouquet of flowers and went about braiding them into her heart like some people would have wound them into their hair.
I don’t really trust anyone that doesn’t care about politics or social issues, because these are generally the people who have the privilege of being apolitical, and of ignoring those specific issues.
(Source: dreamingofhalab, via deadfelinesociety)
