January 2012
On any given night when I have school at 8:30 the next morning:
I never want to sleep…. I’m all hyped up, excited, carrying on conversations on tumblr, and all “I gotta go to bed!”
But on a night when I can sleep in until who cares when the next morning:
There is something seriously wrong with this picture…
Well, I am heading to bed. NIGHT PEEPS!
The Great Gatsby.
He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
