"That’s my Middle West — not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth, and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow." - The Great Gatsby hundred lurkers.
Reblogging again. Because I can.
seems legit. I would live with this dude.
i’d room with him
I just fell in love omg
this is jokes …