In West Egg, we don’t say “I love you.” We throw lavish parties for years hoping you will walk in the door even though you already have a husband and child. I find that beautiful.
“you can’t wear that!!!! people will get the wrong impression!!!”
the impression that i am a hot babe with an ass that just won’t quit???? honey that ain’t wrong that’s just fact
I’m just sitting here stuffing my face now… god damn it
