A stage for the pastor without a pulpit, the rebel without a cause, the politico without a vote: Meaning that the below will invariably be my narcissistic and condescending commentary on any range of subjects, which, when taken together, symbolize my attempts to justify my internalized conception of 17 year-old intellectual superiority.


09 May
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 farther.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby. Studying for AP Lit. reminded me of how amazing that novel is.

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