I am a young man living a luxerious life in my mansions situated in the West Egg. I love to throw extravagant parties every weekend, and I hope many of you will join me one evening. I am also looking for someone that I wished to be with for years, so I am hoping that one day she will come back to me. *This is a school project it is not real!*
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This post is not from Gatsby because sadly Gatsby is no longer with us. Gatsby died today in his pool from a gunshot wound, and he left this world shortly after his injury. He died dreaming of something he could never had. He died with a dream in mind that he could never live out. He died after living a life based on a dream that he was never able to have. Gatsby died believing that life was empty and meaningless.
I thought that she was the one because she was the first nice girl I had ever known. I thought that she would love me forever. I thought that she would wait for me. I thought that she was my dream. I thought wrong.
“How could I think you were the one?”
-life time ago
I chose her and she definitely was not an option. She never was an option for me even when I thought that she was.
I expected her to be perfect and everything would be the way it was when I left her. My expectations are the things that hurt me. My expectations are the reason that she never loved me like I believed she did.
