gatsby:but i'm going to spend most of my life and wealth in an attempt to pursue you for your stunning vapidness and the warped image of yourself created in my mind as a precursor to my eventual fall
Since you pretended to be my husband today, can’t you just like, turn in to my real husband or something?!?
seriously though. You’re cute and I like you and I sound desperate but whatever, you’re worth the judgement. But can’t we at least have a fling or something? PLEASE?