jess gatsby

“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” -The Great Gatsby.

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[daydreamingcreativity-deactivat]

Long Car Rides

[missidentity]

Other people: uh so boring

Me, a maladaptive daydreamer: oh this is a blessing let me just listen to music and stare at my window while my mind slips away into my alternate reality

[jessgatsby]

Winter morning love

When we part

-aside-

the morning hue.

There we stand

-aside-

between me and you.

-jess gatsby

[stargazerinmoksha]

dirty pretty things written by michael faudet

[qvotable]

“How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter.”

— Charles Bukowski

[jessgatsby]

She was sitting on the couch, staring out the window. She wondered if things could ever go back to the way they used to be. She saw the leaves in the trees sway with the wind, the misty morning making the world look gray. Some of the leaves broke away from the trees and swirled in the wind, past the window, into a different world maybe. She would like to go with them she thought, as a rumble of thunder sounded in the distance. She leaned forward and opened the window, letting the cool wind and mist into her warm abode. She could hear the rustle now, focusing on the sound instead of the empty feeling inside. The leaves were green and some were turning with the season. The green ones reminded her...

When you look into someone’s eyes, you can tell things about them. She knew that to be true. They can give you a certain feeling, tension or something else. Their eyes can make your stomach turn or make your heart drop. They can tear you apart on the inside. Once this happens even being close to them will sting you, hurt you. If you can’t see them, but sense they are near.

The wind picked up as the rain started. The thunder rumbling around the house. There were some drops coming in through the open window, pattering lightly on the sill. The sound of the rain and the winds and the rustle of the leaves in the trees started to sound like their voice. Started to form the words that wounded her before, she tried to make them out. Maybe this time it would end alright, the words turning kinder toward the end. The rain came down harder and louder and she could feel her screams in the back of her throat. How could this be happening again?

The morning took no pity, the couch started to soak in the rain. She could feel it on her face. She should just close the window, she could just get up and wipe the water from her face and clean up and move on. She should, she could.

But she didn’t.

JG

[jessgatsby]

We see the line drawn, and it cannot be crossed,

but like I said darling, there will always be a me and you. 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“September; sweet month, with a mouth that is made of a rose,”

— Henry Kendall, from The Selected Poems; “September in Australia,”

[hiolivejuicee]

“You loved me the other day. You wanted me to sit beside you in the dark. Didn’t I feel it- didn’t I know? There’s something between us- a sort of pull. Something you always do to me and I to you.”

—

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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[jessgatsby]

Hey I,

Messed up this time and you

Left for good I think my

Heart might break and your

Spot there is going to be mine

To remember of the good times we

Had together and you’re

Really gone this time, you’re

Really gone.

Jess Gatsby

[jessgatsby]

Small attacks

I feel them and it

Hurts me but you

Turn around and do it

Again

And

Again

And

Then

I realize I have control.

And

Then

I realize it hurts you too

And

Then

You turn around and do it

Again

And

Again

And

Then

I smile.

[jessgatsby]

Realizing the parallels between fenrir Loki’s son and marcel from the originals...

[wlwellbutrin]

start paying politicians minimum wage

[jessgatsby]

[jessgatsby]

Only if

Yesterday I heard your voice in the...

But I did see you, or thought I did and I cried.

You think that forever would be long enough

To get over you but you name is still

On my tongue and in my brain

And you still hang around corners of

My life until I feel like I’m going

Insane.

I thought when it was over it

Was over and I would never have

To see you again but I was

Wrong so wrong

Only if time were enough to

Heal the wound you left on

Me.

Jess Gatsby

[collegevegans]

Hey everyone not to be MIA but I just self published some of my short stories and poems with Amazon!

I have a lot of money to pay for school so it would be super helpful if you purchased!

I hope you enjoy

[jessgatsby]

I need some form of release from you

I hate that you make me angry still

I hate that you are still there in the shadows.

I want you to tell me how you are thinking still. Maybe that is why you aren’t worth it.

Stop pretending like like it is okay, I know when your lying.