The Great Gatsby

When she was born, Tom was…god knows where, with god knows who, and I asked the nurse if it was a boy or a girl. And she said it was a girl, and I wept.

I’m glad it’s a girl, and I hope she’ll be a fool.
That’s the best thing a girl in this world can be. A beautiful little fool.

All the bright precious things fade so fast, and they don’t come back.

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Christopher Poindexter (via insanity-and-vanity)
Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her, too. More than others. She was different. After all; I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair.
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Emery Allen (via petrichour)
Bring me warm rain and dried lavender and you. I want you most of all.
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so this week we’re talking about our opinions on sexual reassignment surgery, more modernly known as gender confirmation surgery etc, as well as how we identify, and what our beliefs have to do with our identity!

i was tired af because i’ve been kind of sick/going through it this weekend so i apologize if this makes very little sense, but i hope you like it!!  

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