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As I went over to say good-by I saw that the expression of bewilderment had come back into Gatsby’s face, as though a faint doubt had occurred to him as to the quality of his present happiness. Almost five years! There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams — not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
- the great gatsby

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he chose an inferior object upon which to focus his almost mystical capacity for dreaming
- deep analysis of The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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cinoh:

Moon Wheel — Eocene

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Moon Wheel — Eocene

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03:55
no sleep for meep
for absolutely no stupid reasons

le sigh

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morning plans
not just metaphorically
listened to death cab - plans this morning. brightness it was

took the dried creek bed portal to almost mexico, probably to east india where gretchen and i were banditted and definately to the community gardens.

walkskippedtrekked through new and exciting pathways of woods to the center to reup on mental health stabilitizers. spoke of singsongsinging and integrity. may perhaps have almost saved gregory from impending dooms of tripping whilst walking backwards..

heart spilled with elizabeth for three hours about how i was shellfish in past nine years time with nicholai woodboo and re-indentified how i would enjoy to be a friend from now-onwards.

home i came
and then there i went to the top of the mountain home with the boys for making alfredo therapy - getting out this weeks pure self self stuff-

speaks outside of frys of interrelated convolutedness from my past 8 months of growing up, and getting a voice out of my head that tells me im doing wrong things, with anhellica.

home again
talks of growth and healthiness ease my heart with boy
dubsteps
check flouride content of yavapai county water… smh
meaningful speaking to the universe
and now here
going to continue reading ‘the neverending story’
listening to bjork - homogenic… in particular ‘joga’

"you dont have to speak, i feel emotional landscapes"

days of this nature/nurture are in loving from me
*insert here something super lame and cliche about gratitude*

tomorrow:
listen
learn
say 500 silly things and 10 serious things
aaaand maybe breath.

actually… i should start with breathing first
genius really

d d d done

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