There are things I’d rather whisper and never quite say out loud.
Virginia Woolf in a diary entry dated 20 July 1938 (via larmoyante)

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DiCaprio and Mulligan, meanwhile, don’t seem like star-crossed lovers so much as a delusional man in love with a bauble of a woman. Maybe that’s intentional?

People Magazine’s review on ‘The Great Gatsby’

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READ A BOOK

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fucknobroarmy:

fucknobroarmy:

the thrilling saga

best part

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damngruchy:

hailthelordylordypicca:

i wish someone loved me the way Jay Gatsby loves Daisy

NO YOU DON’T

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So we gon’ dance until we drop !

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skeletorpfunk:

everyone is such a cutie patootie

yes you the person reading this

even if you’re not reading this

everyone :*


sluttyoliveoil:

shavingryansprivates:

extra slutty olive oil

heard you were talking shit

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janetdevlinoffic:

Always remember that you are not worthless, organs are extremely expensive on the black market

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