i wish someone loved me the way Jay Gatsby loves Daisy
NO YOU DON’T
I’ve been groaning in remorse so frequently and elaborately the past few minutes talking to this girl that I might have just done a stunning monologue in German.
I keep saying stupid things.
My famous eloquence has left me behind, moved onto someone else who uses it not for Tumblr posts, but for something more. (What the fuck that might be I have no idea.)
Holy crap how do you talk to women.
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