Wednesday, November 11, 2009

the meaningless musings of a blog addict

" Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further... and one fine morning- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

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